"Swindle me of my crystal I don't even have?" Another question no one has the answer for unless they turn around to ask. But Chirrut had asked for payment, teasing, so Jyn doesn't sound like she disagrees. Still, she didn't feel like they were trying to fleece her.

Her head tips up to look at him, silently passing him a crispy red cookie coated in sugar crystals. "How'd it go on your end?"