[ there is a strange comfort in being able to read cassian. she had caught glimpses of it before, times he let the mask slip, when he'd let it fall in front of her, asking her to give him a chance, to give them all a chance, to make amends for their sins. ]
Maybe... let's not do all that again.
[ asking two child soldiers turned rebels to sit it out when it comes to oppression and tyranny is laughable, especially when one of them is a hopeful idealist who only wants to make the world a better place, even if he doesn't get to see what grows from the seeds he planted.
that doesn't mean she can't try.
it is more than jyn not wanting to die again -- and that is an event she will not easily get over; already she will move a certain way and fabric will catch against her arm and it feels like the heat of the death star licking at her skin all over again. she has lost so much in such a short life, the idea of growing attached to cassian only to lose him again is unbearable. isn't it enough to be the only two left when everyone who loves them has died? ]
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Maybe... let's not do all that again.
[ asking two child soldiers turned rebels to sit it out when it comes to oppression and tyranny is laughable, especially when one of them is a hopeful idealist who only wants to make the world a better place, even if he doesn't get to see what grows from the seeds he planted.
that doesn't mean she can't try.
it is more than jyn not wanting to die again -- and that is an event she will not easily get over; already she will move a certain way and fabric will catch against her arm and it feels like the heat of the death star licking at her skin all over again. she has lost so much in such a short life, the idea of growing attached to cassian only to lose him again is unbearable. isn't it enough to be the only two left when everyone who loves them has died? ]