So far, everything he'd told her had been new information, or at least filling out context for the odd shred of background she had managed to coax from him before. She hadn't done anything like this fact-trading with him then. There wouldn't have been much of a point, when he already knew the details of her life and she hadn't wanted to press for his. Out of all she had learned over this past little while, though, this was the first thing to bring Jyn up short, leaving her suddenly grateful for the distance between them and the crackle of the fire masking the slight catch in her breath.
Why hadn't she known this? Why did it matter? It didn't change anything that had happened between them here, and it wasn't as if she cared that he'd had previous relationships. Something about it, I was sort of married, left her feeling unsteady anyway, even less sure of where they stood than she had been moments ago.
As usual, it was her instinct to mask vulnerability with a sharp retort. She had to physically bite her tongue to hold back the response that threatened to follow: You were married here, too. It wouldn't have been fair to take this out on him, for him to find out something so big in such a flippant way, when she hadn't even actually told him that they had been together.
"'Bout a year and a half ago, a train derailed out at the edge of the city," she said instead. "I was stuck inside. Piece of metal debris through my shoulder." She gestured toward the once-injured shoulder in question, then began adding her own scraps of fabric to the fire. "I still feel it sometimes, when it's damp like it was today."
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Why hadn't she known this? Why did it matter? It didn't change anything that had happened between them here, and it wasn't as if she cared that he'd had previous relationships. Something about it, I was sort of married, left her feeling unsteady anyway, even less sure of where they stood than she had been moments ago.
As usual, it was her instinct to mask vulnerability with a sharp retort. She had to physically bite her tongue to hold back the response that threatened to follow: You were married here, too. It wouldn't have been fair to take this out on him, for him to find out something so big in such a flippant way, when she hadn't even actually told him that they had been together.
"'Bout a year and a half ago, a train derailed out at the edge of the city," she said instead. "I was stuck inside. Piece of metal debris through my shoulder." She gestured toward the once-injured shoulder in question, then began adding her own scraps of fabric to the fire. "I still feel it sometimes, when it's damp like it was today."