Jyn gave him a tiny smile at that, too, albeit one still laden with emotion. Hearing him say that — I imagined a whole life with you — hit like a punch in the gut, but there was a sweetness to the way it hurt. She'd imagined that, too, and they'd almost had it. Never once in all her life had she encountered anything fair about life or the universe or whatever forces might be at play there, but that fact struck her as especially unfair now.
Still, it wouldn't help to keep turning over the fact of that. Making her way into the ship, already missing the closeness of a few moments before, she headed toward the kitchen, both where he'd left his clothes and where she was pretty sure she had a lighter somewhere.
"You don't have to thank me," she said on the way. "Thank you. For listening." For not leaving.
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Date: 2025-05-12 02:39 am (UTC)Still, it wouldn't help to keep turning over the fact of that. Making her way into the ship, already missing the closeness of a few moments before, she headed toward the kitchen, both where he'd left his clothes and where she was pretty sure she had a lighter somewhere.
"You don't have to thank me," she said on the way. "Thank you. For listening." For not leaving.