The question ought to have been ridiculous. She was the one who lived here, after all. If there was one thing Jyn understood, though, it was not being able to assume or take for granted that someone else might be there. It made her heart ache all over again, but that was hardly new, something that applied to nearly everything that had happened in the time that had passed since she first saw him outside the ship.

So, rather than hiding behind some sharp-edged humor, she squeezed his hand and nodded. "I'll be here," she replied, her thumb brushing over his knuckles. "I promise. You rest now."