[ after a slight pause, looking between them, jyn queries: ]

We're not meant to be shocked by this, right? That was basically written into their offer when they demanded —

[ she puffs out a sigh, grasping at a word to explain the consent forms probably posing as a waiver of rights and that ndas mean shit when they're one of the biggest corporations in the world, before waving her hand dismissively. ]

Whatever I didn't read the post, but Tony said it was suspect. [ a beat. ] How badly do they want to control us?