"Beany, you will learn quickly, is not the brightest," Jyn replied, all wry fondness. She'd tried so hard, the day she first found a scraggly, palm-sized cat under a shrub, not to let herself get attached to the animal, unsure at the time if it would even survive. As if a recurring theme, though, she hadn't been able to help it. Now there was no hiding the fact that she adored both pets she'd come to care for.

"Sprinkles... She'd probably like that, but don't feel like you have to." No expectations, she'd said. No asking him to pick up where he, in a different lifetime, had left off. "She's a little terror."

This, too, was said with nothing but affection.