Jyn didn't know how long she stood there, just letting him hold her. It couldn't have been fair of her and she knew it, seeking comfort from him for something he hadn't chosen to do or had any control over. In that moment, though, she felt more vulnerable than she had allowed herself to be in a long time, and safer in being so. That part, she couldn't explain, when everything about this was dangerous. Feeling the way she did about him, letting herself act on it in any way, was a liability, bound to only get her hurt again. It wouldn't have hurt any less to try to push him away, though, so if that was what she was facing either way, then she would rather hurt like this, remembering what it felt like to have his arms around her.
"Sorry," she mumbled against his shirt. Her own arms came up in turn, fingers clutching at the fabric over his back. Whether she was apologizing for her emotional state, or for what she'd just told him, or for not having told him sooner — well, it seemed like the best way to encompass all of it. There wasn't really much else to say, not least when her voice was still so unsteady, intermittent sniffles serving as proof that she hadn't yet manged to stop the tears from coming.
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Date: 2025-05-11 11:57 pm (UTC)"Sorry," she mumbled against his shirt. Her own arms came up in turn, fingers clutching at the fabric over his back. Whether she was apologizing for her emotional state, or for what she'd just told him, or for not having told him sooner — well, it seemed like the best way to encompass all of it. There wasn't really much else to say, not least when her voice was still so unsteady, intermittent sniffles serving as proof that she hadn't yet manged to stop the tears from coming.