The closeness of his words and the warmth of his breath sent a shiver down Jyn's spine, although it bore no real distinction from the way she trembled anyway. She probably should have been moving back, trying to pull herself together, figuring out what to do next. At the very least, there were things she ought to have been saying — that she didn't expect anything from him, that she knew that wasn't him, except in the ways in which it was.
That whatever else she felt, she had never once, in all this time, stopped loving him.
It was too much, all of this was. While she stood here with him like this, she didn't have to deal with any of it yet, and she didn't particularly want to. "I am anyway," she murmured instead, huffing out a mirthless, watery laugh. "Can't help it."
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Date: 2025-05-12 12:42 am (UTC)That whatever else she felt, she had never once, in all this time, stopped loving him.
It was too much, all of this was. While she stood here with him like this, she didn't have to deal with any of it yet, and she didn't particularly want to. "I am anyway," she murmured instead, huffing out a mirthless, watery laugh. "Can't help it."