Erso. Did he know that name…? His recall was impaired, too much of his brain diverted at the moment to pain suppression and staying consciousAnd on that front… he was rapidly failing…
His hand stayed a moment longer on her arm. "Jyn Erso," he repeated.
Whether he would have reciprocated with his name (and which one) was uncertain. His hand went loose and slipped away from her.
But he managed, before sinking under the waves again, to breathe—however premature, however she might still prove to be tricking him: "Thank you."
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Date: 2019-07-04 06:20 am (UTC)His hand stayed a moment longer on her arm. "Jyn Erso," he repeated.
Whether he would have reciprocated with his name (and which one) was uncertain. His hand went loose and slipped away from her.
But he managed, before sinking under the waves again, to breathe—however premature, however she might still prove to be tricking him: "Thank you."