Jyn shrugs again, drumming her nails against her mug, though the way she peers at Cassian shifts slightly to something more calculative. He's very concerned with Krennic. She has his explanation from the elevator, but it seems... off.

"I'm sure he will. Papa won't want you to be uncomfortable. You're a guest." She glances up and away when the waiter comes back with all their food, setting it out in front of them along with their own empty plates.

She does, for the record, call him a guest with some reluctance. He may be cute, but that doesn't mean she's gotten over having someone in her space. She's still frustrated! This is her life, she doesn't like the idea that they're catering him instead of to her.