There was nothing wrong with a little mutual reassurance. And Jyn wanted Joreth to know that there would never be any pressure from her to jump into things that neither were ready for or that both didn't want.

Although, it was getting harder to deny that there wasn't an attraction there, that they didn't gravitate toward each other, especially in bed. She wanted ... but she didn't feel brave enough to voice that want, to do something about it.

Joreth pulled away. Jyn wanted to follow. But as he mentioned the Admiral's wife - mrs grendreef and me - and there was little doubt in her mind about what those few little words could possibly mean. She might not have had much (any) experience with sex or love, but she was very well aware of how things worked behind the scenes, she knew the types of favors that were exchanged behind closed doors, and how it was the easiest way to get a leg up on the competition. He was a career officer, after all, and that's just the way things were done.

So why was it so painful to hear those four words together? Although she didn't move away, her demeanor changed instantly as she put her carefully constructed walls back in place in an attempt to shield herself from the worst of it. So, her suspicion had been correct. She hadn't misread the looks she had seen the Admiral's wife point Joreth's way - or the animosity she had felt directed toward her while they'd briefly spoken. As much as she hadn't wanted to be ... Jyn had been right.

"You're sleeping with her."