"It's fine. I'll be your baby step." She ducks her head again to bury her face in Sofia's belly until she's laughing, tiny fingers clutching at Jyn's hair tight enough that she can't pull back right away and her own laughter is muffled against Sofia's clothes.

"Uh, little help here, Andor?"

At least Sofia seems to be fucking up the tension, it seems difficult to let any build up when she's being such a charming delight.