The look he gives them both is nothing short of complete disbelief at the word 'sweet' being applied to Jyn. She might be all dressed up right now, but he remembers very well the woman who stole from him. Still, he reaches out to shake Bodhi's hand, grip very firm and palm very calloused.

"She can apologize for herself for stealing my things."

Cassian hauls his bag up a little more comfortably on his shoulder, taking a better stock of the two of them now that he's not five minutes from execution. Bodhi is more spindly, and even through the dress he can see Jyn is far more muscular - and far less friendly, though civility one way or the other doesn't seem to be a concern.