"Hey, hands out of the cookie dough, or you don't get cookies," Jyn says, casting a teasingly admonishing look towards Bodhi as she dips her index finger into the pot of mashed potatoes so she can flick some in his direction. For all she knows, they won't come out well at all anyway, no matter how simple the recipe and how carefully she's followed it. Still, it feels good to be contributing, more so than she would have expected, like this is how things are supposed to be. The cookies could wind up half-burnt and she wouldn't really care. It wouldn't do anything to change this warm feeling that she wants so desperately to hold onto with both hands.
It's what she's been missing since she was a little girl, she thinks, what she lost the day the man in white and his 'troopers came for her father. She doesn't want to think too hard on that, not now, not today, but little experience with one as she might have, Jyn is fairly certain that this is what having a family is supposed to be like.
She licks the remnants of potato off her fingertip as she turns towards Cassian and the computer he's angled towards her. Then, abruptly, she goes still, her eyes widening slightly. She'd forgotten, of course, that she left the tabs with the houses she was looking at open when she offered to let him use her computer; it hadn't once occurred to her that he would see them. How to explain it, though, she doesn't have a clue. Her instinct is to downplay it, to say it's nothing, or that he wasn't supposed to see it, but she swallows those words back, suspecting that they would do more harm than good. It wouldn't be strictly true, anyway. She wouldn't have been looking if it were nothing, and clearly she hasn't been doing so only for herself. Either she'd have had to give the idea up, or figure out how to mention it to them. She just thought the former was more likely, and that if it was the latter, she'd be doing so on her own terms, not put on the spot like this because of her own thoughtlessness.
"Right," she says, realizing that she ought to say something, and clears her throat. "That. I was just... looking. You know, curious to see what might be around."
She steals a quick glance at Bodhi, wondering how much he might have seen or caught onto yet, and then turns to Cassian again, trying not to look nervous as she studies his expression. The neutrality in his face makes it impossible to tell how he might feel about this, which is less than helpful. She wants to know sooner rather than later if she's misstepped here so she can try to fix it as quickly as possible, not wanting to have a shadow cast over such a nice night all because she got some crazy idea in her head.
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It's what she's been missing since she was a little girl, she thinks, what she lost the day the man in white and his 'troopers came for her father. She doesn't want to think too hard on that, not now, not today, but little experience with one as she might have, Jyn is fairly certain that this is what having a family is supposed to be like.
She licks the remnants of potato off her fingertip as she turns towards Cassian and the computer he's angled towards her. Then, abruptly, she goes still, her eyes widening slightly. She'd forgotten, of course, that she left the tabs with the houses she was looking at open when she offered to let him use her computer; it hadn't once occurred to her that he would see them. How to explain it, though, she doesn't have a clue. Her instinct is to downplay it, to say it's nothing, or that he wasn't supposed to see it, but she swallows those words back, suspecting that they would do more harm than good. It wouldn't be strictly true, anyway. She wouldn't have been looking if it were nothing, and clearly she hasn't been doing so only for herself. Either she'd have had to give the idea up, or figure out how to mention it to them. She just thought the former was more likely, and that if it was the latter, she'd be doing so on her own terms, not put on the spot like this because of her own thoughtlessness.
"Right," she says, realizing that she ought to say something, and clears her throat. "That. I was just... looking. You know, curious to see what might be around."
She steals a quick glance at Bodhi, wondering how much he might have seen or caught onto yet, and then turns to Cassian again, trying not to look nervous as she studies his expression. The neutrality in his face makes it impossible to tell how he might feel about this, which is less than helpful. She wants to know sooner rather than later if she's misstepped here so she can try to fix it as quickly as possible, not wanting to have a shadow cast over such a nice night all because she got some crazy idea in her head.