Again, he could have just stood there staring at her face.
When he first stood on the tarmac beside Draven watching Kay and Melshi bring her back from Wobani, he'd nearly turned to his S.O. and said, No, not her. Assign me somewhere else. He'd sensed, one way or another, partnering with Jyn would be the end of his world.
He hadn't predicted how glad he would be that it was. Not only for the sake of the Rebellion, of the Galaxy, which he was, but for himself. He wouldn't go back to the version of himself he'd been before her, if he could.
Don't put any expectations, any needs…
He still wouldn't kiss her, but he reached out—again, alert for any sign he should stop—and, feather-soft, with fingertips, touched her face shoulder. "Thank you. Okay."
Withdrawing his hand, he said lamely, "Let me know if I can help."
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When he first stood on the tarmac beside Draven watching Kay and Melshi bring her back from Wobani, he'd nearly turned to his S.O. and said, No, not her. Assign me somewhere else. He'd sensed, one way or another, partnering with Jyn would be the end of his world.
He hadn't predicted how glad he would be that it was. Not only for the sake of the Rebellion, of the Galaxy, which he was, but for himself. He wouldn't go back to the version of himself he'd been before her, if he could.
Don't put any expectations, any needs…
He still wouldn't kiss her, but he reached out—again, alert for any sign he should stop—and, feather-soft, with fingertips, touched her
faceshoulder. "Thank you. Okay."Withdrawing his hand, he said lamely, "Let me know if I can help."