Jyn laughs. He doesn't even know what for, because there is something very captivating about the sound of it when she's laying with him in bed. He could get used to it, which is a scary and exhilarating thought.

He breaks into a smile. "I was thinking pancakes." She's going to stay. She wants to stay. He feels so giddy. He's going to make her pancakes in the morning and maybe she'll be wearing his shirt.

Cassian wriggles in a little closer, knees pressing into her legs while he brushes his thumb over her cheek. She understands his situation and she's still here, and he's just... glad. "But I suppose I could throw in a strudel for good luck, just in case."