Gesturing toward the fire in front of them, Jyn said, "Hey, sometimes it's all you can do."
It wasn't entirely the same, but it wasn't not, either. In both instances, the symbolism and the satisfaction went a long way. Even after she'd abandoned the house, just the fact of its continued presence felt too much like an open wound — one that was better cauterized than left to fester. There was more she wanted to tell him about it now, how she'd lived there with him and, for a while, with Bodhi, the first place she'd ever been able to call home since her childhood on Lah'mu, but she didn't feel ready to venture into those details and the questions they might prompt yet.
She had questions of her own, too, about all of these facts she hadn't managed to learn before, but they'd said a fact for a fact, not a fact for a slew of questions. She made mental note of what to ask later instead. As complicated and confusing as everything might have been, it was strangely nice, getting to know him all over again, finding out things that were wholly new to her.
"I wish I'd seen more of that forest," she added, glancing over at him before turning her attention back to the fabric, which was quickly becoming no longer recognizable as a pant leg. "That's not my fact. I named Beany after a toy I had when I was young. That Beany didn't make it off Coruscant with us, when we left."
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Date: 2025-05-12 04:18 am (UTC)It wasn't entirely the same, but it wasn't not, either. In both instances, the symbolism and the satisfaction went a long way. Even after she'd abandoned the house, just the fact of its continued presence felt too much like an open wound — one that was better cauterized than left to fester. There was more she wanted to tell him about it now, how she'd lived there with him and, for a while, with Bodhi, the first place she'd ever been able to call home since her childhood on Lah'mu, but she didn't feel ready to venture into those details and the questions they might prompt yet.
She had questions of her own, too, about all of these facts she hadn't managed to learn before, but they'd said a fact for a fact, not a fact for a slew of questions. She made mental note of what to ask later instead. As complicated and confusing as everything might have been, it was strangely nice, getting to know him all over again, finding out things that were wholly new to her.
"I wish I'd seen more of that forest," she added, glancing over at him before turning her attention back to the fabric, which was quickly becoming no longer recognizable as a pant leg. "That's not my fact. I named Beany after a toy I had when I was young. That Beany didn't make it off Coruscant with us, when we left."