Jyn has never quite understood the desperate need to fly. She'd seen the happiness on Hadder's face and how being in the pilot's seat made every bone in Bodhi's body relax. Even Cassian seemed calmer with his hands on the controls. But she doesn't get that bone deep need to be in the air. Jyn loves the stars, but she doesn't know why it's so important to constantly be up in them.

Still, she understands feeling trapped.

She settles down next to him after a moment, crossing her legs. "For now." He can't fly anyway, not here, at least, on a planet that hasn't gone further than their own moon and only a handful of times. There's nowhere for him to even go on this planet and there is certainly no airport in town. "Vertigo can't be permanent, it'll pass in time."

Jyn isn't good at offering hope, not yet.