It's a thin excuse and they both know it but Jyn takes it all the same. Cassian hears her breath slow and soften in time with his and realizes that he's actually looking forward to falling asleep for once. Even on this thin hospital cot, body still hurting, at least Jyn is here and it keeps him steady.

When she speaks, he doesn't open his eyes but he does listen and makes the barest attempt at a nod. "A bath tub you could sit in up to your neck," he suggests, voice equally soft and hazy. "Big enough to wash a tauntaun with room left over." Doesn't that sound nice?

Smiling, he lets sleep wash over him, dreaming of more childish things.