Jyn was still trembling when he laid her down, her heart still beating hard and fast. None of that stopped her from curling slightly into him when he settled beside her, and neither did the rock beneath them. She breathed deeply, her arms bending up as if to lazily hold his there against her chest, and listened. For the moment, it was the most she was really capable of, and even if it wasn't, she liked hearing him speak languages that weren't Basic, especially when it was one they shared.

"Amor más que amor," she echoed, and nodded, turning her head just enough to brush her lips against his, a ghost of a kiss in contrast to the heat of moments before. That sounded right. If there was an actual word for what she felt, it didn't exist in any of the languages she knew, a feeling that defied sense and logic, that even years on her own and attempting to close herself off hadn't eroded.

A flicker of a smile curved her lips now, too soft to be fully teasing as she'd have otherwise intended. "Eres tan romántico."