A lot of things happen in a very short amount of time. A guy runs up alongside her like he's meant to be there, same guy questions her intentions with his brother -- oh hello Pietro -- Jyn's pace falters enough to trip on her own stride and almost faceplant against the asphalt, she catches herself just enough to avoid falling again today. The abrasions on her palms and knees are damning evidence she hit the ground instead of a deer this morning.

What are her intentions with Cassian?

"I don't know! What are his intentions with me!" Actually, no, Jyn can guess those: to never leave her and spend every day reminding her than she is loved and make sure she is safe from herself as best he can. Cassian hasn't laid out some plan, because he doesn't want to pressure her, presumably, because her emotions are a ticking time bomb, but Jyn doesn't have to be told his specific plans to know some things.

(A small weight settles in her chest, an idle sadness she doesn't have anyone to voice these concerns on her behalf.)

Look, she just wants to hold his hand for the rest of her life. "I don't have intentions."