It had been a lie, if only because you had to have something to lose everything. Cassian's childhood had been nothing, just a bunch of separatist lies in a fabricated war that claimed his father's life before Cassian was old enough to remember much of him. His mother? He had no idea. As a child, all he'd known was fighting, it was just a matter of finding a real cause that had taken him a long time.
When she agrees, it allows him to continue thinking of them as a unit, a 'we.' It doesn't do much for their numbers but it's better than fighting through this alone.
Jyn looks small in his arms. Not delicate or fragile, just small enough to be precious, something he wants to protect. It's a big change from only a few days ago when it had seemed perfectly reasonable to leave her in a crumbling temple outside of Jedha City. Practical but not acceptable. It had been a new and difficult perspective for someone who didn't allow himself to form attachments because he might have to kill them later.
"Saw didn't trust much of anything," Cassian says, thinking of the bags over their heads. He isn't sure, at the end, if he'd entirely trusted Jyn.
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When she agrees, it allows him to continue thinking of them as a unit, a 'we.' It doesn't do much for their numbers but it's better than fighting through this alone.
Jyn looks small in his arms. Not delicate or fragile, just small enough to be precious, something he wants to protect. It's a big change from only a few days ago when it had seemed perfectly reasonable to leave her in a crumbling temple outside of Jedha City. Practical but not acceptable. It had been a new and difficult perspective for someone who didn't allow himself to form attachments because he might have to kill them later.
"Saw didn't trust much of anything," Cassian says, thinking of the bags over their heads. He isn't sure, at the end, if he'd entirely trusted Jyn.