Fulcrum

Eyes locked with hers, Cassian leaned forward, elbows onto his knees, shaking his head and reaching out his hand. Past the uniform burning before them. "No… no… I understand. I'm so sorry for what I said to you. It still haunts me, things I said. So what you said…" He knew what she meant. You might as well be a— "Thank you, but I understand. I understand, Jyn."