As soon as she says she burnt her fingertips, she is correct, his attention is looped down to them, and he immediately reaches for her hand when she offers it out. They're more red than pink especially for her skin, but no blisters - it doesn't stop him from gently guiding her to the sink and sticking her fingers under cool (not cold) water. "I will take the tortilla briefly, rinse."

He moves back over to make sure nothing goes wrong with the food, idly glad to have something to focus on. "They can't," he reiterates too. He'd wanted to hear it from Jyn, and despite the fear in her eyes, he believes it. He has to. It doesn't silence his own fear, but they're coming at this as a team - a whole team of people who love Sofia, not just he and Jyn.

"We will eat dinner. I will tell Abuelita after, then she can watch Sofia and we just... start calling people, figure out the next best step. They will not take her. I will not stop fighting them as long as they try."