"No, definitely not," Jyn answered with a quiet huff of a laugh. Her fingers did, in fact, find what she knew to be the freshest scar, the memory of those few seconds — his calling up to her, the shot, the fall — too seared in her mind for it to be anything less than unmistakable. It may have happened years ago, but she still saw it again as often as not when she slept.
She lifted her head just long enough and far enough to press her lips there against that scar for a moment, then settled on his chest again.
"I don't even know, now. How do you sum up what you've done over however many years?" Her voice was light, at least, as she considered what might bear mentioning. "Mostly I try to keep moving however I can. There's a boxing gym where I go if I feel like I need to hit something. Which is a lot. I had work, for a while. A friend started up self-defense classes for 'at-risk youth' and asked me to help. But that stopped when he disappeared. Try to keep the ship in good shape, even though it isn't going anywhere." She shrugged. "I think a lot of what I've been doing is just trying to figure out what to do with a life like this."
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Date: 2025-06-13 08:37 pm (UTC)She lifted her head just long enough and far enough to press her lips there against that scar for a moment, then settled on his chest again.
"I don't even know, now. How do you sum up what you've done over however many years?" Her voice was light, at least, as she considered what might bear mentioning. "Mostly I try to keep moving however I can. There's a boxing gym where I go if I feel like I need to hit something. Which is a lot. I had work, for a while. A friend started up self-defense classes for 'at-risk youth' and asked me to help. But that stopped when he disappeared. Try to keep the ship in good shape, even though it isn't going anywhere." She shrugged. "I think a lot of what I've been doing is just trying to figure out what to do with a life like this."