"…Yeah." He wouldn't try to finish the sentence, because it didn't have one. That was the problem and the point. No end even to things that have ended.
Abruptly—but never violent, never—his hands moved, down her back, around her, 'til he could press her close and fold her into his arms; his face lowered to her shoulder, his body shaking, his heart thudding against her chest.
"I never want to hurt you, Jyn," he whispered. "Not in any way. Not ever. But I don't know if… I can… make sure I won't. It's all I've ever done. All I've ever been good at."
(Not actually true. Kaytoo would be able to point out in complete detail how and why it wasn't. But it was all, at the moment, Cassian could see of himself.)
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Date: 2019-08-05 03:35 am (UTC)Abruptly—but never violent, never—his hands moved, down her back, around her, 'til he could press her close and fold her into his arms; his face lowered to her shoulder, his body shaking, his heart thudding against her chest.
"I never want to hurt you, Jyn," he whispered. "Not in any way. Not ever. But I don't know if… I can… make sure I won't. It's all I've ever done. All I've ever been good at."
(Not actually true. Kaytoo would be able to point out in complete detail how and why it wasn't. But it was all, at the moment, Cassian could see of himself.)
"What if it's all I can do?"