"I know, crazy, right?" Jyn agreed with a soft laugh, one that masked how stupidly nervous she was over something so simple. Just as distance was good, though, so was giving herself something to do. Heading back to the bedroom, she grabbed her own sleep clothes from her bunk and ducked into the walk-in closet with them. Easier to do both things at once — to change without having to navigate around him and to see what else there might be for him to wear to sleep.
Tempted as she was to offer a cape as a joke, this didn't seem like the right moment for it.
When she emerged a few minutes later, she'd changed for bed and brought with her an unearthed T-shirt and sweatpants, which she set on what she would have to start thinking of as his bed. The latter would probably be too warm to actually sleep in, but she'd give him the option anyway, and at least both seemed likely to fit him comfortably. She huffed out a heavy breath when she heard the water stop running in the kitchen, then stepped out into the hall.
"I left clothes on the bed. I'll just, um—" She gestured back over her shoulder, as if to indicate that she had to do something unspecified. "I'll give you a minute."
"Thanks." He dried his hands and crossed to accept the clothes. Since it was clearly her intent, he waited until she was gone before changing into them.
Some minutes later, he emerged into the bedroom wearing the t-shirt and sweatpants (he'd decided that whatever she thought appropriate, he would go with) and holding his former outfit perfectly folded. He set the pile down next to "his" bunk and turned to Jyn. The pattern on the t-shirt, which he indicated, lifted his eyebrow. Clearly, he couldn't imagine it had been… 'his'. "We'll do that shopping trip tomorrow, yeah?"
"Yes," Jyn agreed emphatically as she came back into the bedroom from the hallway, where she had been waiting without actually doing anything. Working around each other like this would probably have to be a temporary solution if he wound up wanting to stay long-term, but that, she insisted to herself, would be fine. This was all just too new for now, and her emotions were too much a jumbled mess. Given a little time to settle down, she probably wouldn't even need to think twice about changing in the same room.
She just had to keep telling herself that.
"Definitely a shopping trip tomorrow. Most of what's around here, I honestly couldn't even tell you whose it was."
That was sort of a relief. But yes, he was positive he wouldn't have picked out this shirt. Or if he had, proof positive it was a different person. Not worth thinking about. Hopefully he wouldn't dream about it. Good luck.
He leaned over and touched her arm, only for as long as it took to say, "Good night."
"Good night, Cassian," Jyn replied, giving him a tiny smile before she crossed the room to close the door and switch the light. It didn't seem like quite enough, but there wasn't really anything else to say, least of all if she didn't want to say too much. So, instead, stealing a glance at him through the darkened room, she climbed into her bed and turned toward the wall, hoping she would manage to sleep halfway decently.
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Tempted as she was to offer a cape as a joke, this didn't seem like the right moment for it.
When she emerged a few minutes later, she'd changed for bed and brought with her an unearthed T-shirt and sweatpants, which she set on what she would have to start thinking of as his bed. The latter would probably be too warm to actually sleep in, but she'd give him the option anyway, and at least both seemed likely to fit him comfortably. She huffed out a heavy breath when she heard the water stop running in the kitchen, then stepped out into the hall.
"I left clothes on the bed. I'll just, um—" She gestured back over her shoulder, as if to indicate that she had to do something unspecified. "I'll give you a minute."
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Some minutes later, he emerged into the bedroom wearing the t-shirt and sweatpants (he'd decided that whatever she thought appropriate, he would go with) and holding his former outfit perfectly folded. He set the pile down next to "his" bunk and turned to Jyn. The pattern on the t-shirt, which he indicated, lifted his eyebrow. Clearly, he couldn't imagine it had been… 'his'. "We'll do that shopping trip tomorrow, yeah?"
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She just had to keep telling herself that.
"Definitely a shopping trip tomorrow. Most of what's around here, I honestly couldn't even tell you whose it was."
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He leaned over and touched her arm, only for as long as it took to say, "Good night."
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