"You didn't, though," Jyn replied, trying as hard as she could to keep the worry out of her hushed voice. It didn't seem like her place to say that she didn't want him to sleep elsewhere, that she didn't care and wouldn't have cared if he'd hurt her. She knew he would care, even if it was (and it would have been) inadvertent, something she had been entirely aware could happen in waking someone from such a brutal nightmare.

"If you're really worried, I'll... I'll move one of the mattresses back up or something, but..."

She suppressed the urge to cringe at her own words, the sound of her voice. Stupid, to be so close to asking him not to go, to hate the idea so much, but she had only just woken up too, and the moments since then had been so fraught. Still not wanting to say it, she thought back instead to something he'd said the first night they woke from nightmares together, and took a deep breath to steel herself and say what she really meant.

"I'm here. You can talk to me. Let me help. Please."