The escape into hyperspace doesn't feel over even when the colors fly passed his eyes. It's like he can still feel the heat and the sand and hear the people yelling as the cloud boomed in the distance, wiping out Jedha City. Possibly even more. His muscles are sore from the debris and the run but they're alive.
His grip is tight on the controls, and he's grateful that K2 is piloting alongside him. Especially when he hears his name, from Jyn, with a touch of genuine worry he hasn't heard anyone give him in years, much less wrapped around the sound of her voice.
His back stiffens, because he needs to be a Captain. "Is everyone okay?" At least he's asking her the question instead of calling it out across the ship.
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His grip is tight on the controls, and he's grateful that K2 is piloting alongside him. Especially when he hears his name, from Jyn, with a touch of genuine worry he hasn't heard anyone give him in years, much less wrapped around the sound of her voice.
His back stiffens, because he needs to be a Captain. "Is everyone okay?" At least he's asking her the question instead of calling it out across the ship.