No. [ she's not sure of anything and she answers with a sort of resigned, undramatic air. she's not feeling okay but it doesn't matter. she's always fine, she has to be.
but she doesn't because they live in the middle of nowhere where nothing happens.
sliding the key into the lock, she opens the door and strides inside with cassian, dropping the key on the side table and closing the door behind them. once the door is closed, the second it clicks into place, jyn's released cassian's hand but only to curl her arms around his waist and bury her face against his chest again, squeezing him tightly even though some part of her brain is convinced he has a debilitating back injury. doesn't matter. ]
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but she doesn't because they live in the middle of nowhere where nothing happens.
sliding the key into the lock, she opens the door and strides inside with cassian, dropping the key on the side table and closing the door behind them. once the door is closed, the second it clicks into place, jyn's released cassian's hand but only to curl her arms around his waist and bury her face against his chest again, squeezing him tightly even though some part of her brain is convinced he has a debilitating back injury. doesn't matter. ]