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Jyn Erso ([personal profile] nextchance) wrote 2017-03-03 11:51 pm (UTC)

"Talk about aiming high," Jyn says, her laugh softened a little by the way his feels against her hair. This quiet, easy sort of intimacy isn't something she's at all familiar with or has ever really allowed herself. She's not sure how it comes so naturally, except that it did, too, at the end, their arms wrapped around each other as the horizon disappeared and the world burned. There's a lightness to it now — a necessary one, maybe, a means of keeping everything else at bay — that there wasn't then, but it feels like a natural extension of where they left off, the one right thing about all of this mess. "And a view like Coruscant's."

It's a silly dream, nothing more, the sort of thing she can play along with simply because she knows that. Truthfully, as long as her bed is more comfortable than the one in her cell on Wobani and there's no leak over it, she'll be satisfied with anything.

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