He lets it hang in the air while it sinks in, and even though all his better judgment tells him to be cautious, he believes her.

"Not on my end either." Cassian knows he didn't much like her at first, but sitting here now, he realizes it's been a long time since that shifted. There's a difference between anger and hate. Rey doesn't have an ounce of the hate bone in her tiny body.

He lets go of her wrist with a start, like he's suddenly aware he was still holding it. He waves idly in the same direction she did, encompassing all the shitty things about their life. "I hate this too. But never her, never you."

Himself, yes, but at least Jyn doesn't. It'll be good for Rey. "I'm not going to go anywhere, and I want to keep raising Rey with you, even when this is all over."