"Well, all right, then," Jyn replied, her smile now small but deeply felt, the sort that suggested his words meant more than her own response conveyed. What she'd said earlier held true: that she didn't want to be without him. She didn't think that would ever change.

"I like it, too. It feels... less stifling than somewhere like this." The ship wasn't going to go anywhere, she knew that, but being on it at least felt like there was a possibility of it -- that she could be anywhere, go anywhere. Of course, with Cassian here, she didn't want to be anywhere else. His statement was one she could just as easily have made herself. Where he went, so would she, for as long as he would let her or until she could convince herself otherwise.