Jyn had said it before, and she would say it again, as few or as many times as Cassian needed to hear it - she knew who he was, she knew what he'd done, she knew what he was trying to come to terms with and heal from, and she accepted him for who he was, unconditionally.

Her hands were still a bit shaky, but she wanted to reassure him somehow, so she settled for running gentle fingertips along his bare arm, slowly, a reminder that she was there, that she wasn't going anywhere.

She was in no real hurry, either, since Cassian had said it himself, there were a few short hours in which neither of them was expected anywhere, but stars, she wanted to give him the same pleasure that he so selflessly had given her.