The thing was - Jyn would've accepted the gesture. For as self-sufficient as she had been forced to be for most of her life ... she still desperately wanted a little genuine human affection. She felt so weak whenever the loneliness bubbled up from time to time, but it was there, always lurking just past the surface of what she hoped was a cool, confident facade.

Gabrael asked. Jyn laughed. But she canted her head to the side also, and shrugged gently. "I don't think that's very interesting at all. Ah - I get up just after dawn to work out and have breakfast before my turn on comms. Lunch. A quick rest, and then whatever other duties I've been assigned for the day - mostly electrical or janitorial. Dinner. Back to my quarters to ponder where I went wrong in my life, but now instead of that ... I come here, with you."

She smiled slightly, sitting straighter once again. "I hate it here."

That was a little more honest than she'd wanted to be, but ... it wasn't as though she had anyone else to talk to. And Gabrael probably wasn't going to judge her for it.