He could only nod, the words I was hoping you would catching in his throat. Even though they’d talked about it, the reality still seemed too delicate, too easily startled or pressured.

She’d said she wouldn’t do anything just for him. He said he trusted her… and he did. It was always harder to trust things he wanted than things he didn’t. But this was Jyn.

Cassian laid out the bedroll on the floor, moving it flush with Jyn’s when hers came down. He moved his pillow to the seam and spread the light blanket to share, keeping alert to her for any sign he should do otherwise. Trying not to have visions of future nights reading together (he would try to read aloud from the book in English and she could correct him) or talking or… It was more than enough, right now, to put out his arm and hold his breath to see what she did.