Distance was good. Distance would help her get her head on straight, remind her how to breathe properly again. Jyn stayed sitting for a few moments, rolling her shoulders back as she watched the last embers of the fire glow, then extinguish. Her hands already felt cold where his were no longer wrapped around them, the electricity of those last words exchanged by firelight fading with the smoke in the air. That was good, too. She had to start getting used to this — to existing around him without what they'd once shared.
"All different," she confirmed, finally getting to her feet in turn. "They change more quickly than they should, too. No one knows why. At least it's still a nice view."
Maybe that was the years she'd been here speaking, the utter weirdness of so much of it having dulled to something she could begrudgingly accept, sometimes even appreciate. As she'd told him earlier, it wasn't a bad life. The only real problem was that she'd once let herself want too much and even believe she could have it.
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Date: 2025-05-14 01:44 am (UTC)"All different," she confirmed, finally getting to her feet in turn. "They change more quickly than they should, too. No one knows why. At least it's still a nice view."
Maybe that was the years she'd been here speaking, the utter weirdness of so much of it having dulled to something she could begrudgingly accept, sometimes even appreciate. As she'd told him earlier, it wasn't a bad life. The only real problem was that she'd once let herself want too much and even believe she could have it.