Jyn would survive to fight another day. Some of the punches she took had been hard, and she was only just now realizing the extent to which she'd been injured. Not enough to need a visit to a med-center, clearly, but painful nonetheless, especially when she moved the wrong way.
She had noticed some of Cassian's scars before, but had never gotten the sort of proper look that she was getting now. There was no pity in her eyes, only a deep understanding that the life that he had lived thus far had not been an easy one.
And while she wanted to move closer, to touch and explore every single scar with gentle, reverent fingertips, she kept standing exactly where she was, with great reluctance. Besides, he kept a careful distance between them, and she didn't want to breach it if her getting closer made him feel ... uncomfortable.
Strange, now, this new tiptoeing around each other.
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Date: 2019-08-31 09:33 pm (UTC)She had noticed some of Cassian's scars before, but had never gotten the sort of proper look that she was getting now. There was no pity in her eyes, only a deep understanding that the life that he had lived thus far had not been an easy one.
And while she wanted to move closer, to touch and explore every single scar with gentle, reverent fingertips, she kept standing exactly where she was, with great reluctance. Besides, he kept a careful distance between them, and she didn't want to breach it if her getting closer made him feel ... uncomfortable.
Strange, now, this new tiptoeing around each other.