Cassian sat bolt upright with a hoarse scream. His hands were fists, body half-turned in the direction of the touch and sound. Of Jyn.

He came to himself, came back to her, and recognized what he could have done. And he recoiled, pushing himself clear of her with a look of such horror. He tried to stumble to his feet and failed, his back thudding to the bulkhead, and he sat there against the wall staring at his hands. His voice came out in a rasp: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry… Jyn… oh god…"