Sneak you into medbay… So she was with them. There were no other organizations' facilities in walking distance. Did she not know why they'd been gunning for him? Or… what?
Being tended to, however rudimentarily, felt… good. Part of him thought he should resist any sense of relief or welcome of it. That part got pretty quickly shouted down. He stayed impressively still while she worked, not wincing, not resisting; head bowed, eyes closed. Like he trusted her implicitly.
(Well… trust, for him, had always been a technical term. You could trust certain people to function certain ways; trust certain situations, lines of causality, to unfold along certain lines. Right now: he didn't know her motives, but he knew he had nothing to lose.)
"Not likely, no," he murmured.
He finally moved: his hand came up and clasped hers, interrupting its work on his ruptured skin. "Jyn Erso. Are you planning on turning me over to them?" It would be one of the few explanations that made sense: get him stabilized then get full credit for delivering an interrogatable captive.
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Date: 2019-07-06 05:13 am (UTC)Being tended to, however rudimentarily, felt… good. Part of him thought he should resist any sense of relief or welcome of it. That part got pretty quickly shouted down. He stayed impressively still while she worked, not wincing, not resisting; head bowed, eyes closed. Like he trusted her implicitly.
(Well… trust, for him, had always been a technical term. You could trust certain people to function certain ways; trust certain situations, lines of causality, to unfold along certain lines. Right now: he didn't know her motives, but he knew he had nothing to lose.)
"Not likely, no," he murmured.
He finally moved: his hand came up and clasped hers, interrupting its work on his ruptured skin. "Jyn Erso. Are you planning on turning me over to them?" It would be one of the few explanations that made sense: get him stabilized then get full credit for delivering an interrogatable captive.