[ his shirt is wet. it's the only reason he walks out without one, toweling off his face and shoulders since his much shorter hair is still dripping down his neck. there is someone at the sink, but he supposes he could not have completely escaped sharing the bathroom. better one than many. ]
[ he stops though, eyebrows scrunching because there is something familiar about this person in a way he has not yet encountered here. he looks at the mirror for a face, and what he finds in the reflection is jyn. jyn, looking up at him until she meets his gaze in the mirror a few seconds later. ]
[ his breath stutters, like it's punched out of him. no wonder he didn't recognize her at first, her hair is much shorter, impossible to pull into her bun. ]
Jyn? [ it's a question because maybe this is not correct. she just said his name but maybe it's not her, maybe whatever they put in his brain can cause hallucinations too. maybe he is just too surprised, having already resigned himself to solitude. ]
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[ he stops though, eyebrows scrunching because there is something familiar about this person in a way he has not yet encountered here. he looks at the mirror for a face, and what he finds in the reflection is jyn. jyn, looking up at him until she meets his gaze in the mirror a few seconds later. ]
[ his breath stutters, like it's punched out of him. no wonder he didn't recognize her at first, her hair is much shorter, impossible to pull into her bun. ]
Jyn? [ it's a question because maybe this is not correct. she just said his name but maybe it's not her, maybe whatever they put in his brain can cause hallucinations too. maybe he is just too surprised, having already resigned himself to solitude. ]