"Being prepared isn't the same as being heartless." Once both his hands are settled in her lap, she extracts one hand to reach up and hold his shoulder, firm. She also wants her hand free in case he tries to look away and she can hold both of his hands with her one. Honestly, when it comes to Cassian, she can do anything if it will make it just a little bit better for him.

"You didn't go into that mission hoping Rhel and Tiric would die. I know you. You had plans and contingencies and escape routes and every single thing planned so that all of you would make it back alive. You did everything you could to protect them." That's just not a reality of war, it's their reality. Ever-present loss chipping away at the shoddily erected walls they'd built up around themselves.

The unfortunate fact of letting each other in, letting Bodhi and Chirrut and Baze in, means that their walls have ceased being secure. It would be easier to do the dirty work, she thinks, alone. But what good would their even be in surviving in that case?

"It hurts because you're not a storm trooper, Cassian."