He went with her, able to hold his own weight this time, letting where they pressed together counterbalance seamlessly.

The freighter really was a piece of junk. Cassian wondered if it could fly. …Kark. If it could, could they leave this planet and get back to the war…? He couldn’t think of that now. For now, there was a bunk they were lowering him into.

As he started to lay back, Cassian took Jyn’s hand and said what he hadn’t before. “You’ll be here when I wake up?”