"Yeah, it's great," Jyn replies, that much seeming like the easiest thing to comment on. She doesn't really see the need to point out, again, that she's far from picky where food is concerned. If she didn't like it, she would still tell him as much, and the way he looks whenever she tells him that she likes something he's cooked makes it worth it not to try to brush it off. Right now, it buys her a moment's time, too. The subject at hand is a heavy one, and it's hard to make sense of even her own thoughts on the matter. As badly as she wants to believe him, it isn't that simple, not something she can just nod and accept as easily as that.
That she's already told Lincoln that she'll do it seems less important than sorting this out now, all things considered. They haven't started yet, have no concrete plans; he would understand, she's sure, if she needed to back out. Mostly, though, if she really is going to do this, she doesn't want to be wracked with this sort of self-doubt over it. Fighting is what she's best at, she knows that, but she'll be useless if all she does is worry about how ill-suited she might be for a position like this.
"I've been accused of a lot of things," she says dryly, "but being kind isn't one of them." She's heard before that she's too soft, mostly as a child, before most of Saw's lessons really took hold. She's thought it of herself, too, but Cassian has already fended off that argument before she can get to it. To her, it's almost always been a weakness. It's difficult to shift her view of that, to consider that it might be necessary now. "What would I even tell them, Cassian? That as long as they don't do with their lives what I did with mine, they'll be fine?"
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That she's already told Lincoln that she'll do it seems less important than sorting this out now, all things considered. They haven't started yet, have no concrete plans; he would understand, she's sure, if she needed to back out. Mostly, though, if she really is going to do this, she doesn't want to be wracked with this sort of self-doubt over it. Fighting is what she's best at, she knows that, but she'll be useless if all she does is worry about how ill-suited she might be for a position like this.
"I've been accused of a lot of things," she says dryly, "but being kind isn't one of them." She's heard before that she's too soft, mostly as a child, before most of Saw's lessons really took hold. She's thought it of herself, too, but Cassian has already fended off that argument before she can get to it. To her, it's almost always been a weakness. It's difficult to shift her view of that, to consider that it might be necessary now. "What would I even tell them, Cassian? That as long as they don't do with their lives what I did with mine, they'll be fine?"