Jyn settles next to him, tiny smile turning back into a deep frown. How can they not care? They'd sent her and Cassian out here and congratulated them on furthering the act when they'd found out Jyn was pregnant, but when it's all over they simply won't give a fuck about the collateral damage?

Still, as offended as Jyn is, that's comforting. If Rey isn't important to them, no one will try to take her from her parents.

"One day," Jyn murmurs, running her finger down the bridge of Rey's nose, snorting with idle amusement when she grabs at Jyn's hand to gum at her finger. Whatever she was aiming for gets momentarily delayed by being briefly overwhelmed by the flood of warmth and affection for her daughter. How is this little girl so pure and innocent and still so wholly loving for her awful parents? "One day, when this is over, she will be ours, only ours. Our Rey Andor."