[cassian doesn't say anything, but he doesn't have to. now, well more than before, it's all clear to her between the lines: the tremble down his back, the way he grips at her hand and doesn't let go. yet, also, there's the way he breathes out, settling against her — and it's like there's an added warmth that comes to her, too.
nothing's okay, exactly. the past is always hovering over them both — a fact that neither her understanding his just a little bit better nor any attempt at a reassurance, however effective or pathetic, will ever change. though she's accustomed to it (they both are), the present is uncertain. and the future? she's still not entirely sure how to think about, when she'd counted it out for so long.
but they can have this, a quiet moment tucked away from everything else. there can be a time and space to regroup, to allow the old wounds to settle back in again. her job is just to be here, a steady support, someone who'll keep the rest of the world out and away from him while he takes what he needs.
and so jyn doesn't say anything, either, instead letting the silence lapse over them for as long as it will. she keeps her hold on him solid and firm, a reaffirmation that she isn't going anywhere, and her eyes close, too.
nothing's okay, exactly. but maybe there's something here that's better than it could've been.]
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nothing's okay, exactly. the past is always hovering over them both — a fact that neither her understanding his just a little bit better nor any attempt at a reassurance, however effective or pathetic, will ever change. though she's accustomed to it (they both are), the present is uncertain. and the future? she's still not entirely sure how to think about, when she'd counted it out for so long.
but they can have this, a quiet moment tucked away from everything else. there can be a time and space to regroup, to allow the old wounds to settle back in again. her job is just to be here, a steady support, someone who'll keep the rest of the world out and away from him while he takes what he needs.
and so jyn doesn't say anything, either, instead letting the silence lapse over them for as long as it will. she keeps her hold on him solid and firm, a reaffirmation that she isn't going anywhere, and her eyes close, too.
nothing's okay, exactly. but maybe there's something here that's better than it could've been.]