ohnofeelstho | the past is beautiful because one never realises an emotion at the time.

There's still absolutely no real reaction from him. He's almost too stiff, but old habits die hard.

Until she says thank you, and his nose wrinkles, just a little bit. It's like a complete flip from her attempt to be intimidating to fumbling with the door, and it's clearly his fault but it's hard to pinpoint why. "We really only need the one map." A beat. "But we should plan more later anyway too."

He takes a much smoother step towards his own door, still wide open and reminding him that Bodhi is probably listening. He opens Bodhi knows his way around weapons as much as he assumes Jyn does.

"Right. Good day." She shoves herself into her room, immediately scolding herself to get a grip once the door is closed. Unlike proper ladies, Jyn doesn't unpack her stuff because she is still used to bouncing from place to place and she and Bodhi may look the parts, but it wasn't like their parents left them anything when they died.

They need Bodhi's job.

Instead she pulls out her books and maps and spreads them out on the table and takes very careful inventory of her mother's toolkit and tries not to panic about impending failure. It's just an all around great time in Jyn's room. For sure.

Cassian is lucky he gets Bodhi's easy banter and gentle explanation of why his sister is a basket case because for some reason she took on the older sibling role when their parents were killed in front of her, it's fine, and so she worries about him because he's all she has left and she probably won't actually mummify him because she doesn't like the smell of formaldehyde!

Bodhi is easy enough to talk to, clearly a chatterbox through both nerves or friendliness, and Cassian assumes just about anything. He can't relate, but it does let him pick apart more pieces of the life his two suicidal adventurers lead. He's never really had anyone like that, that kind of to the death camaraderie.

He doesn't bother unpacking his things either, settling his bag by the foot of the bed with ease of access. His jacket is on the chair, also with ease of access and full of weapons. Just like the bag. He did not come unprepared. Bodhi drags him to dinner and carries most of the conversation between the three of them before excusing himself under the guise of needing to take his own inventory.

Cassian has seen the man's inventory. It's very lacking of digging tools as well as weaponry. He looks up at Jyn across the table and tries to figure out if he needs a valid excuse for himself to leave too.

"Does he know how to use any sort of gun? Knife? Anything?"

Well that's not an excuse.

Jyn pokes at the remains of her dinner, eyeing Bodhi's unfinished plate briefly and deciding if she wants to scavenge from it when Cassian speaks again.

"Hmm? Oh, yes, he can, he just prefers not to." A beat, she skewers a hunk of potato on her fork, nibbling it slowly. "When we were young, against the norm--" She makes the norm sound terrible, frankly. "--I learned to fight so Bodhi wouldn't have to. That didn't stop the war and I couldn't follow him there, of course, but I did my best."

She continues to do her best trying to protect her gentle brother.

He doesn't think he's actually known many people who prefer to fight, just large quantities of necessity. For about two seconds, he wonders what it must be like to have another person like that, someone at your back, someone who would learn whatever it took to protect you.

But that involves trusting someone enough, and Cassian has never been afforded that luxury.

"Where we're going is dangerous, as I have warned you many times. Even if he doesn't like it, I suggest making sure he's armed the same as we are."

Cassian already knows she's got weapons stockpiled on her. He eats another bite of his own potatoes, then sets his fork over his plate like he's finished. "If he doesn't have any with him now, I can find him some."

"He'll be ready." She appreciates his offer to arm Bodhi, but she has got her brother covered. She should probably say thank you, she stabs another potato from Bodhi's plate.

Instead of expressing her gratitude, she points her fork and potato at Cassian. "Do you have siblings?"

He sort of nods, even if he isn't sure he quite believes it fully. He'll still get some stuff for Bodhi, because even if he doesn't need it, someone in their disaster crew might.

"No." It's not a secret. Cassian doesn't really have anyone, much less any siblings. He came very close to dying in that jail, because who out there even knew he was locked up? It's probably the only occasion he might have regretted the whole 'work alone forever' thing. "None that I know, which is as good as none regardless."

"Well, far warning. If it comes to any of us or Bodhi, I will always choose Bodhi." Straight up she will leave herself and Cassian to be buried to death in sand if it meant Bodhi would escape unscathed. Bodhi would not make the same decision, but he is a better person than his younger sister.

It seems fair to tell Cassian that anyway.

It doesn't surprise him. Jyn already as good as admitted she puts Bodhi above herself. He shrugs, because it's not like anyone's ever chosen him first anyway. He's only here because they need a guide.

"I intend to keep myself alive. It would be a shame if my bailout went to waste and I died anyway."

Which is his way of saying he's putting himself first, regardless of these siblings saving his neck from the noose. "Hamunaptra may very well test that promise of yours."

"It won't," she reaffirms stubbornly, settling her cutlery down finally. Nothing will test her promise to protect her brother. Nothing. "I am glad, however, that we're on the same page, Captain Andor."

Too bad Bodhi is not Jyn and will demand they try to protect Cassian at every turn but that is irrelevant. She stands, smoothing her skirt down with some discomfort, and purses her lips trying to think of something dismissive to say but she finally settles on: "Goodnight, Captain."

He doesn't really doubt it, even if he has a hard time imagining someone being that selfless. But Hamunaptra is a pile of shit and death traps.

Cassian notes her discomfort in the skirt, another bullet point on his list of things he's observing about her and Bodhi both. He sits back and crosses his arms. "Sleep while you can."

He should do the same, but he's definitely going to check out the rest of the ship first, as well as the rest of the passengers.

Jyn goes back to her room and paces in agitation for a good ten minutes, though she can't pinpoint why she is so fussy. It's not like she is unused to people telling her what to do and she knows, she does!, that Cassian wasn't ordering her to get some sleep, he was just offering his own version of a goodnight.

Part of her wants to check on Bodhi but she fights off the urge so she can continue avoiding Cassian. Instead she changes into her nightdress, paces some more, pulls her hair out of the simple updo that Bodhi had done for her, letting her long hair tumble down her back. She paces more.

She's brushing her teeth when she sees the man in the reflection of the glass and before she launches herself at him, she makes the wise decision to scream bloody murder.

He finishes up his meal, scarfing down what he can, but he doesn't go back to his room right away. He meanders around the ship, taking in more of it, taking in the others and making note of where the other passengers are off to.

But there are watery footprints on the deck as he walks back towards his room. They immediately set off alarms in his head and he follows the trail, worry churning over in his gut.

Which is about when he hears the scream, the screech sounding very much like Jyn, and Cassian rushes that last bit of distance to their rooms without even thinking. He flies around the corner and slams open her door gun raised, only to find her battling it out already with her would be attacker.

From the corner of his eye, he spots a man peering in her little window, and Cassian immediately fires.

the past is beautiful because one never realises an emotion at the time.

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