"Some part of her probably thinks that if she doesn't move she'll get better sleep and can stay up longer." Jyn is exhausted already and Rey does sleep a ton, if not all at once, she would die if Rey figured out a way to sleep less.

Her own expression softens thinking about their daughter and so there they are, curled up on the couch next to each other, quite comfortable under the blanket as Jyn tips her head to rest against his shoulder, finally looking like the happy couple they're meant to be.

All because of that little girl.