"So am I," Cassian says. The face he gives her then isn't somber, precisely. This whole conversation is still relatively light for them but he wants her to know that he means it. It's too much of a bone in the throat to name Jedha, especially because they're both still in pretty light moods, but he still remembers that moment. It's the first time that he'd really seen something about Jyn Erso's loyalties beyond herself.

Cassian scoots a piece of chicken around his plate, coating it in sauce, but also waiting for Jyn to taste it first. The recipe is simple but he hasn't tried this before. He wants to know what she thinks of it all together, not just a stolen taste of the sauce. It also gives him time to think about what she says.

"Maybe that's why you should do it," he says. The people Jyn will be teaching are probably going to be within the age range that she was when raised by Saw. In the last moments at his compound, Cassian thought he'd witnessed as close as Saw Gerrera ever came to affection. That doesn't mean he was kind or that he was the sort of teacher who had let a child recover from bruises and losses. "Because you wouldn't let a child go through what you did. Not if you could help it."