Fulcrum

Of course she wanted to defend him; of course he knew she would. Jyn bit back the impulse to do so, knowing they would be likely to just talk themselves in circles, and instead focused on what he had said and on letting those words sink in. While she may not have agreed with the entirety of his assessments of them both, the overall point seemed... right. They were opposites in some ways, but so alike. It was why they'd been so at odds early on, and yet why she had felt so seen by him even then.

They'd both said awful things to each other during that argument, and she didn't hold them against him now just as she hoped he didn't hold them against her. But it wasn't as if he'd been wrong, entirely; he'd just had the wrong context, a mirror image of where she was coming from.

And once they had both gotten their anger out, they'd wound up in the same place.

"I think that was behind a lot of what I said, too," she said quietly. "I got it, and that... made me even angrier. Now..." She gave a helpless little shrug and a crooked smile, meant to express her own agreement and gratitude. "Just so you know, the only reason I'm not defending you is because I'm not looking for you to try to change my mind."