"Might be some taller buildings somewhere," Jyn says with what she can manage of a shrug, though the whole thing is just pretend anyway. There won't be any apartments — certainly not just given to them — with Naboo marble and Endor hardwood. They won't match curtains to sofas to throw pillows to carpets. She'll live as she's always lived, with just enough to get by, being able to pack up and leave at a moment's notice. At least as long as she knows it's just imaginary, there can't be any harm in playing along, piecing together the idea of an apartment that's far nicer than anywhere they'd actually wind up living.

"If I do, you can have it. Any view would be better than my last."