Fulcrum

"Yeah, it is, isn't it?" Jyn agreed, something a little like wonder in her voice. She'd lived here so long, spent plenty of time in and around these woods, but seeing all of it with him for the first time, she felt a little like she was experiencing it anew herself, finally able once again to appreciate the natural beauty of Darrow's environment. Of all the places a person could wind up stuck, it was a lucky one — temperate climate, varied landscape, usually nothing too extreme in the different seasons. She'd lived worse places. That this one now, again, had him here made it that much better — made it a place she could want to be rather than one where she had reluctantly settled.

"I haven't been out here in a while. This was a good idea."