The first time he runs into Jyn, he doesn't get her name, but he gets a kiss. She asks him for one, and maybe it's the little nagging voices in his head that sound like everyone he knows telling him to loosen up that gets him to agree, which is how he ends up kissing a stranger in Paris. He never gets his own picture, but it does live on as a fond memory.

Until he meets her again, at the Taj Mahal. That's when he learns her name and gets to kiss her again. When it happens a third time in Greece, he's starting to suspect a conspiracy, but it doesn't stop him from beaming like the sun above them when he sees her anyway.

He's in Cuba now, because Cassian is constantly on the move, and he doesn't always get to stick around very long. He won't be in Havana longer than a few days, so he's trying to get the most of it, since it's one of the places he imagines he'll have a harder time coming back to.

He senses someone sidling up to him before he sees them, but it's her voice he hears next, so by the time he tilts his head to look at her, he's all smiles again, unbelieving but no less thrilled. This is honestly ridiculous, but he loves it all the same. "That would be easier to do if I had one myself."

Luke keeps hounding him, because he wants to see all the pictures before Cassian comes home later, regardless of how many pictures he actually sends to the twins both. I am trying to live vicariously through you, Cassian Andor! was not a winning enough argument.

His grin is maybe a little reckless, but she looks cute, messy bun and skirt combination, and she looks happy to see him too. "Hi again."