It wasn't as though she could do much else, having been relegated to the bed for the time being. Honestly, though, it's probably what she would've done, anyway. Jyn wasn't good with the words, but physical comfort, that had come easily ever since Scarif. The give and the take of it had soon become as natural as breathing.

"I know", she answered, her voice just as soft, holding on just as tightly, always afraid to let go. "Don't you leave me just yet."

'Don't work yourself to death' is what she really meant, although she was positive that Cassian could read her so well that he knew, even if she didn't say as much out loud.

"Dunno what I'd do without you."