Fulcrum

“How about we trade?” said Cassian. “Take turns. A fact for a fact, or a memory for a memory.” It was a technique he’d used very sparingly with recruits, because he had to choose his turns carefully—not too autobiographical for himself, while making a point he wanted to prove about the Rebellion—but it was very good at easing communication as well as building rapport. It kept being worth remembering how little he and Jyn knew each other. Now, it turned out, even less than he’d supposed.