Selfishly, again, Jyn was grateful for it, too. Without a doubt, plenty of
people here could have done a better job of explaining all of this to him
than she could. The idea of him being here and her not knowing about it,
though, was almost unbearable, especially when he was saying things like
that. Glad hardly seemed like the right word for it. She was a dozen other
things, not the least of which was confused. Still, she wouldn't
have had it any other way. She just hoped she could salvage her awkward
attempt at an explanation somehow.
"We can go back and sit by the garden, if you want," she suggested, lifting
one shoulder. It wasn't much, but it was the best she could think of that
didn't involve walking entirely into the city. Willing as she had been to
show him around if that was what he wanted, she preferred this anyway --
the chance to keep this moment theirs, to tell him the things she needed to
without other input. To take in the pieces of information he gave her, too,
his statement of I never talk about this prompting a small smile
from her.
"And it's okay if you keep getting upset. I get it. It still bothers me,
too."
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Date: 2025-05-11 03:58 am (UTC)Selfishly, again, Jyn was grateful for it, too. Without a doubt, plenty of people here could have done a better job of explaining all of this to him than she could. The idea of him being here and her not knowing about it, though, was almost unbearable, especially when he was saying things like that. Glad hardly seemed like the right word for it. She was a dozen other things, not the least of which was confused. Still, she wouldn't have had it any other way. She just hoped she could salvage her awkward attempt at an explanation somehow.
"We can go back and sit by the garden, if you want," she suggested, lifting one shoulder. It wasn't much, but it was the best she could think of that didn't involve walking entirely into the city. Willing as she had been to show him around if that was what he wanted, she preferred this anyway -- the chance to keep this moment theirs, to tell him the things she needed to without other input. To take in the pieces of information he gave her, too, his statement of I never talk about this prompting a small smile from her.
"And it's okay if you keep getting upset. I get it. It still bothers me, too."