Finally, Jyn managed to huff out the approximation of an amused little breath, offering the gentlest of nudges to Gabrael's shoulder, not to jostle or hurt, but to tease. "Well, yeah, obviously."

Despite all of that, he still wanted to vouch for her - ? And maybe she shouldn't overlook the gift that he was offering her, the chance to get away and start anew and maybe ...

>Maybe he'd be there when she did, maybe she wouldn't find herself lost and lonely without a friendly face to turn to ...

"Let's cross that bridge when we come to it, yeah?"