Baze and Chirrut had found him about twenty years after he'd become immortal, and it had gotten better, no longer being alone, but he still struggled with what it meant. For the future, for how old the two of them already were. And no matter how much he hates it sometimes, no matter how tired he gets, he remembers he only has Jyn because of this strange curse, and then maybe he thinks it's more of a blessing.

"You are sitting on them. How would you like me to do that?" He will start with hers instead, he supposes, sliding his hands inside them and curving over her ass.