"You mean you would have made up me being here for years, with the garden and the pets and the ship?" Jyn asked, brow arching in amused skepticism. Again, the expression and wry lilt in her voice lacked some of the bite she would normally have wanted them to have. His hands around hers were to thank for that. Stupid, so unforgivably kriffing stupid, for such a small gesture to so thoroughly get under her skin. "

"I can't tell if I should be insulted or flattered."