He doesn't apologize for startling her, he doesn't think she'd care or accept it. Besides, she's probably skittish. Everyone is, forever really, but especially so in those first few months. It would be so much easier if any of them could actually... talk to one another, but Cassian supposes that's part of the point to it all. There can't be glory in being a Victor if they're all moping together.

He watches her hair fall from the ponytail, allows himself a moment to picture her stylist's frustration.

"They are always loud," he offers, just as quietly, though out of alertness to eavesdroppers more than a rasp. He recognizes that. They all recognize that. Jyn will come to hear it in the other Victors too, but he supposes now isn't the time to talk about it. He never knows what they're supposed to talk about in these moments to begin with, since the Capitol hates its Victors talking.

"You will learn to tune them out, to an extent."