[ there's a relief, he thinks, to share this with jyn. maybe he can't tell her what happened, and maybe he can't tell her everything he's looking into, but this is something. a trusted confidant, a person who understands. someone on the same page. he's had john gaius as a co-conspirator, but jyn is someone he knows and trusts implicitly. or maybe it's just that while he doesn't, strictly, need her so that he isn't completely alone in this, he wants her. he wants her, and he has her. a small miracle.
her agreement only seems to seal that. he closes his eyes briefly, then opens them to focus on her once again. follows the shape of her eyes, the curve of her cheek, the brown hair framing her face. ]
Jyn.
[ the cord around his throat and small pouch slung across his chest, visible through the absurdly open shirt, feel so heavy. but this is a thing he's already committed to; and Jyn is someone he's already committed to; so he cannot put this off. ]
If I left Zenith, would you come with me?
[ it's a question and not a question. they went to scarif together. they went to highstorm together. but she gets a say in this. she gets a glimpse of the plan he's been turning in his head, over and over, for a week now. ]
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her agreement only seems to seal that. he closes his eyes briefly, then opens them to focus on her once again. follows the shape of her eyes, the curve of her cheek, the brown hair framing her face. ]
Jyn.
[ the cord around his throat and small pouch slung across his chest, visible through the absurdly open shirt, feel so heavy. but this is a thing he's already committed to; and Jyn is someone he's already committed to; so he cannot put this off. ]
If I left Zenith, would you come with me?
[ it's a question and not a question. they went to scarif together. they went to highstorm together. but she gets a say in this. she gets a glimpse of the plan he's been turning in his head, over and over, for a week now. ]