Jyn scrambles to kneel on the edge of the bed, still worrying the baby clothes between her hands, not incredibly subtle in her need to be closer to the baby in question.

She knows that he is right -- she needs to eat, regardless of her lack of appetite, but it seems so pointless. Everything seems pointless. Their entire life is a farce and they'd brought an innocent child into it because they're terrible people. She can't seem to get past that. How could they do this to a child.

"And what about us? Are we just going to trade her off for the rest of her life?" Workable, she supposes, but not particularly a life she'd choose for a little girl.