The dream of resting together invaded his mind and he pushed it away. He could only dream.

"You're sure—" He stopped himself, shaking his head. "I won't make you repeat yourself. Thank you."

He stomped out any remaining embers and picked up the bottle from the oil to bring inside. A final wisp of material made its way into the atmosphere in his vision, and was gone.

Tucking the bottle under his arm, Cassian turned again to Jyn and offered a smile. "Lead the way."