[ it's fresh but it's healed, and he isn't in any pain! it leaves him confused and cautious, like it could all suddenly unravel, while simultaneously reminding him he has no recollection of how his wounds are so neatly healed. he doesn't want to think about being better because he doesn't want to think about what might have happened to him yet. ]

[ because it's jyn, he doesn't think to deflect her grip, but he is not expecting the rush of panic that follows her touch. it's aching and deep and it speeds up his heart, mixing in with that same concern she has for him. ]

[ but it also makes him mad, that she would throw it at him like - like what? to make him feel guilty? she snapped at him like he wasn't allowed to be concerned. ]

Stop it. [ he pulls away from her, nearly spitting out the words, but the panic she forced on him is still lingering. ] Do you not want me to be fine now? Am I supposed to apologize for my choices on the mission? Are you trying to make me feel bad for being worried about you? [ fine!! FINE!! he can snap at her too! ]