Maybe they'd someday get to have the conversation: that his difficulty with the 'alternate self' thing was… fundamentally not yet believing that he'd had no choice in leaving. Wondering what kind of man he really was if he'd done that. Wondering in whose shadow he walked, how he compared, and hoping it actually wasn't him. Hoping he still had choices. Knowing that kind of thinking was pointless and not being able to help it.
He hoped, also, he could tell her that she could never run out of facts; the more he learned, the greedier he was for more. Including things he only knew the outlines of. That couldn't compare to hearing her versions.
The idea of a child version of her alone in the dark made his heart contract with pain. He lifted their hands to his face. His lips didn't make contact with her skin, but he rested their fists against his mouth.
The best he could say in support, they seemed to have decided, was a kindred fact.
"I still get nervous when I'm barefoot," he said. "In the prison on Narkina 5, we couldn't wear shoes because they electrified the floors to punish us and keep us in line."
Of course, he'd managed it earlier today, and on the metallic floors of the ship, no less. He felt safer in Jyn's space.
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Date: 2025-05-13 05:40 pm (UTC)He hoped, also, he could tell her that she could never run out of facts; the more he learned, the greedier he was for more. Including things he only knew the outlines of. That couldn't compare to hearing her versions.
The idea of a child version of her alone in the dark made his heart contract with pain. He lifted their hands to his face. His lips didn't make contact with her skin, but he rested their fists against his mouth.
The best he could say in support, they seemed to have decided, was a kindred fact.
"I still get nervous when I'm barefoot," he said. "In the prison on Narkina 5, we couldn't wear shoes because they electrified the floors to punish us and keep us in line."
Of course, he'd managed it earlier today, and on the metallic floors of the ship, no less. He felt safer in Jyn's space.