Jyn pads out barefoot, book and flashlight tucked under her arm and a mug of tea in each hand. Elsa is an excellent roommate, quiet and neat and as unobtrusive as Jyn tries to be. The organization of the cabinets had been a marvel Jyn had made Cassian skive off work in the middle of his shift to look at and she doesn't really mind the very slow brightening up of the house.

Sinking down in the chair, Jyn sets the book and flashlight on the grass next to her, passes the second mug to Elsa, bringing her own tea to her lips and settling before she says anything.

"Are you feeling better?"

She doesn't know what happened, not really, but Jyn herself has been through some stuff, she can maybe relate to whatever had happened just from her wealth of shit experiences alone. But maybe Elsa just really doesn't like camping.