"You don't have to be so prickly, Captain Andor." Says the most prickly person on the planet. Maybe it's just the darkness, but it looks almost like Jyn winks at him before she moves back to the tent construction. The fire is made, food is made, and Jyn retreats to her single tent with her ear plugs once she's eaten and that is the last he hears from her that day.

The work isn't difficult, but trekking across the countryside is tiring even for Jyn who gives up her morning runs after about two days. It leaves them quieter at camp than they usually would be she imagines, but it means the sleep is good and they all conk out almost comically early. It's a few days in when Bodhi comes down with a summer cold and his already terrible snoring becomes unbearable. Jyn's tent is already as far as can be without losing the heat of the fire but she gives up and decides to move it further back, to just under the canopy of the trees.

She's clambering out of the tent when she straightens up to find Cassian lingering in front of her tent. A small smile flutters across her expression as she shoves the sleeve of her loose sweater back up on her shoulder, it falls back down immediately.

"I told you so. Come on, Captain, help me move the tent back and then you can admit defeat and move in until he can breathe again."