"Yeah." It's soft and settled, like Cassian had hit the nail on the head.
She doesn't have to pretend to be anything with Cassian, she can just be Jyn. The girl that dislocated her shoulder three times falling off the roof to catch the meteor showers, who cried at the end of Homeward Bound and bit him when he pointed it out, who watched every season of Project Runway religiously even though her idea of fashion is jeans and a tee shirt probably stolen from either Bodhi or Cassian when they were in 6th grade.
"It feels like home." He feels like home and not for the first time she feels like she has a space back in her own home, which she hasn't felt since running away. "Now come on, show me what you've learned in the past eight years."
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She doesn't have to pretend to be anything with Cassian, she can just be Jyn. The girl that dislocated her shoulder three times falling off the roof to catch the meteor showers, who cried at the end of Homeward Bound and bit him when he pointed it out, who watched every season of Project Runway religiously even though her idea of fashion is jeans and a tee shirt probably stolen from either Bodhi or Cassian when they were in 6th grade.
"It feels like home." He feels like home and not for the first time she feels like she has a space back in her own home, which she hasn't felt since running away. "Now come on, show me what you've learned in the past eight years."