"Of course," Jyn murmured, her hand lifting to the back of his head to absently stroke his hair again, an instinctive attempt to be soothing. For someone who tended to think that sort of thing didn't come easily or naturally to her, it was often there anyway, perhaps stilted but always earnest, and never as much so as with him.

It was like he'd said the first night here, just as applicable from her perspective. She knew he didn't need her to take care of him, but that just made her want that much more to do so in whatever small ways she could. And it wasn't at all about reciprocation, but: "You'd have done the same for me, wouldn't you? Even knowing I might... react without meaning to."