The smile she flashes is small and fleeting and quickly fades when the Danish aide skitters back, jabbering away a mile a minute about the lights and sets and blah blah blah as Italy wraps up their rehearsal. Olly, her name says on her nametag, spares Cassian a glace and a perfunctory smile and circles behind Jyn to help her out of her sweater.
"Sorry, I must go on." She doesn't know how to ask him to stay so they can keep talking because she doesn't mind his company and she can't say that about most anyone else, but she can't say that in English either so she gives up and shrugs one awkwardly bare shoulder at him. (She gets to wear regular cotton shorts for rehearsal, but they need her glittery costume still to check the lights.)
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The smile she flashes is small and fleeting and quickly fades when the Danish aide skitters back, jabbering away a mile a minute about the lights and sets and blah blah blah as Italy wraps up their rehearsal. Olly, her name says on her nametag, spares Cassian a glace and a perfunctory smile and circles behind Jyn to help her out of her sweater.
"Sorry, I must go on." She doesn't know how to ask him to stay so they can keep talking because she doesn't mind his company and she can't say that about most anyone else, but she can't say that in English either so she gives up and shrugs one awkwardly bare shoulder at him. (She gets to wear regular cotton shorts for rehearsal, but they need her glittery costume still to check the lights.)