Cassian snorts at that, like she's made a particularly good joke. "It's not like I was sleeping well hooked up to all these monitors." That's a lie. He can sleep anywhere, so long as he can fight back against the nightmares that are always more memory than dream, all of them with the moral hanging obviously overhead. Why would he go back to that?

"Yeah, go ahead," he says, assuming Jyn will sit nearby again. He doesn't entertain the prospect of her climbing into bed with him, for all that the weight might be a solid reminder of where he is and what actually makes the present. "There might even be some jelly left if you're hungry." That's another lie, but a lighter one this time. They took the trays away earlier. Cassian wishes Tonc or Melshie were here; they'd have been able to make a quip out of being waited on.