Her hand feels so tiny in Jyn's hand which is absurd because Jyn herself has small hands, calloused and scarred from a lifetime she doesn't remember that wasn't particularly nice to her.

With a half smile, Jyn gives it a soft squeeze before using the pen to scrawl her phone number on the back of Laura's hand.

"It's nice to meet you. I'm Jyn." She won't torture Laura with the absolute garbage that is her Spanish-accent, it's terrible. "And once you're feeling better you can call me and I will teach you a thing or two." You can take the girl out of the Galactic Civil War but you can't take the rebellion out of the girl.

Middle fingers to capitalism tbh.