"He thinks I'm a lady, Florence." The baby wobbles her body, just being a baby, figuring out her body, but Jyn takes it as agreement. "I know, how ridiculous." She looks up at Cassian, ghost of a smile on her tired expression.
"I do. You are a passenger, in first class. I am crew." Not that she seems to care very much about these things personally, which is... nice. But even at this late hour he worries someone might come along. It's everyone else he finds himself worried about, which is odd.
"I am only in first class because this little one is too small for me to be elsewhere in the middle of the night."
Which is true. Edith also needs Jyn's help oftentimes but Jyn is very loyal to Edith and knows better than to mention that in what is technically a public place. Edith comes from old money, but she is young, and Martin simply doesn't care about rich people. He is a builder at heart, an architect by trade, and Jyn knows he would rather spend his time speaking to the Irish shipbuilders than his and Edith's first class dinner companions. They all eat breakfast together, Jyn included, but not on the ship.
"You won't see me in the first class dining room or the church services." First class in name only because of all the other rich society people on board.
He does seem mildly placated, at least as it comes to this Jyn Erso herself. It is most definitely the way she talks to him like a real person, acknowledges his existence rather than placing him as simply part of the backdrop. He's only polite to most of the First Class passengers because his job requires it.
They're rude as shit most of the time. Cassian Andor definitely hates rich people.
But Jyn, despite her lodgings, does not seem to be one of them.
"I believe that of you," he says finally, though his shoulders are still stiff. "But I cannot control what everyone else on board does or sees."
"Everyone else in first class thinks of me like a servant. Two service workers chatting would seem normal to them." A beat, she affects a sort of sarcastic, pitying sigh. "We wouldn't understand the complexities of their class lives."
Complex as a straight line.
"We can go somewhere else if you'd prefer. Florence doesn't seem very tired." Despite Jyn being exhausted.
"They are much easier to figure out than they think," he says lightly, as if he's testing the edge of talking shit with her. He really shouldn't, but Cassian can't remember the last time he had a conversation with someone he didn't work with. And there are good men in his crew, but they're very isolated overall.
"There are few places on deck that do not run the risk of intrusion. Here is quiet, and not far from your cabin."
And Jyn looks exhausted. He doesn't want to make her keep moving around.
It's not bossy (it's a little bossy), because Jyn knows she can't boss anyone about except Florence and Florence doesn't listen, but he's very tall, especially when she is sitting down and he is towering over her. If they're going to carry on this conversation then she would prefer they be on the same level.
Even if he will still be taller than her when sitting.
The idea of sitting beside her makes him a little nervous from a job standpoint, but he also feels ridiculous standing here towering over her. The decks are quiet right now, and the only sounds are the low hum of the ship and the splashes as it cuts through the water. He could theoretically hear someone approaching and stand back to attention swiftly.
Without a verbal agreement, he takes those few steps and sits down in a chair, but it's the one beside her, and he keeps at least two, maybe three, feet of distance between then even seated.
"How long does it usually take her to fall asleep?" Maybe if he just ignores sitting down entirely it'll stop feeling awkward.
Which makes Florence's lack of sleep all the more jarring. Jyn knows it could be any number of things -- teething, hunger, growing pains -- but she is certain it is the rock and sway of the ship keeping Florence awake because of how constantly disgruntled the baby is acting. Any of the other culprits can be fixed, assuaged with food or pain relief, a little whiskey on her gums.
Jyn can't stop the ship from rocking.
"She is normally a very easy baby, rarely fusses, and she's ever so quiet." Except on the ship where her wails keep Jyn awake.
"This is a big ship, and even if the rocking is minimal, it can still be felt - especially someone as unused to it as she is. Seasickness can hit anyone. Have you tried a cool towel?"
Only after the suggestion does he internally berate himself, because Jyn is the baby's carer, her nanny, she's probably run through numerous remedies.
"It is only the first night. Lots of mothers below deck are doing the same for their children too."
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"He thinks I'm a lady, Florence." The baby wobbles her body, just being a baby, figuring out her body, but Jyn takes it as agreement. "I know, how ridiculous." She looks up at Cassian, ghost of a smile on her tired expression.
"You don't need to call me miss."
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"I do. You are a passenger, in first class. I am crew." Not that she seems to care very much about these things personally, which is... nice. But even at this late hour he worries someone might come along. It's everyone else he finds himself worried about, which is odd.
"It is what we are all supposed to do."
At least he resisted the urge to say Miss again.
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Which is true. Edith also needs Jyn's help oftentimes but Jyn is very loyal to Edith and knows better than to mention that in what is technically a public place. Edith comes from old money, but she is young, and Martin simply doesn't care about rich people. He is a builder at heart, an architect by trade, and Jyn knows he would rather spend his time speaking to the Irish shipbuilders than his and Edith's first class dinner companions. They all eat breakfast together, Jyn included, but not on the ship.
"You won't see me in the first class dining room or the church services." First class in name only because of all the other rich society people on board.
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They're rude as shit most of the time. Cassian Andor definitely hates rich people.
But Jyn, despite her lodgings, does not seem to be one of them.
"I believe that of you," he says finally, though his shoulders are still stiff. "But I cannot control what everyone else on board does or sees."
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Complex as a straight line.
"We can go somewhere else if you'd prefer. Florence doesn't seem very tired." Despite Jyn being exhausted.
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"There are few places on deck that do not run the risk of intrusion. Here is quiet, and not far from your cabin."
And Jyn looks exhausted. He doesn't want to make her keep moving around.
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It's not bossy (it's a little bossy), because Jyn knows she can't boss anyone about except Florence and Florence doesn't listen, but he's very tall, especially when she is sitting down and he is towering over her. If they're going to carry on this conversation then she would prefer they be on the same level.
Even if he will still be taller than her when sitting.
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Without a verbal agreement, he takes those few steps and sits down in a chair, but it's the one beside her, and he keeps at least two, maybe three, feet of distance between then even seated.
"How long does it usually take her to fall asleep?" Maybe if he just ignores sitting down entirely it'll stop feeling awkward.
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Which makes Florence's lack of sleep all the more jarring. Jyn knows it could be any number of things -- teething, hunger, growing pains -- but she is certain it is the rock and sway of the ship keeping Florence awake because of how constantly disgruntled the baby is acting. Any of the other culprits can be fixed, assuaged with food or pain relief, a little whiskey on her gums.
Jyn can't stop the ship from rocking.
"She is normally a very easy baby, rarely fusses, and she's ever so quiet." Except on the ship where her wails keep Jyn awake.
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Only after the suggestion does he internally berate himself, because Jyn is the baby's carer, her nanny, she's probably run through numerous remedies.
"It is only the first night. Lots of mothers below deck are doing the same for their children too."