Jyn let her eyes fall closed, drawing in a deep breath, as his hand brushed her arm. She didn't pull away; even if she'd wanted to, she wouldn't have been able to when it was taking all of her strength to suppress a shiver. And anyway, she didn't want to. She was far more inclined to grab his hand and ask him not to go, or to listen to the small voice in the back of her head that said he might not turn her away if she followed him. It would have been a catastrophically bad idea, though, and she knew it. All of this was complicated enough without her further muddying those waters.

"I'll be here," she said instead, as solemn as any vow. There were things she needed to do, and it was probably for the best that she had a moment to clear her head. She just had to keep herself busy to make sure she didn't fall apart in the meantime. "There— There should be towels. Just shout if you need anything."