Silently, Jyn cursed herself for not thinking of any of that sooner. It was hard to think, though, when there was him, the rest of the world having fallen away just like it had as they clung to each other on that beach. But there were practical things to take care of, far more important than her own messy, indefinable feelings, and that was a relief, too. Just like bringing him inside to sit down, it was something she could do. Besides, if he was anything like her, and she knew he was, then he probably couldn't wait to no longer be dressed like an Imperial.

"I can help with the first two," she said, smiling a little in return before she realized she was doing so. "There's a shower on board, down that way. And I have water. Some food, if you think you could eat. Clothes..." She held back the instinct to make a joke about how hers probably wouldn't fit him. That was too close to too many other truths. "I don't know, I might be able to find something lying around. Ship's passed through a lot of hands. I know there's a whole closet full of capes, but those don't really seem like your style."