Cassian looked down at Sprinkles, who was again wrestling his hand as if it were a bone. Something about that image made him set his jaw and look up at Jyn.

"I'm starting to see when it hurts you not to say things. Is there anything you just… want to? That will only get harder as time goes on? We could just go ahead. Get it out of the way." The faintest smile. "There are no rules."