He pushed them both up—and for a moment just stood there, facing Jyn, looking down at her. The water continued to rain on them.
For a moment, he was seeing her in all the changing light of their first two days. The situation room's green on Yavin 4, the red sun of Jedha, the dark rain of Eadu, the glare of Scarif…
He wanted, not for the first time, to grab and hold her and never let go.
He'd resisted before.
Now…
He let his hands fall from her arms, but didn't step away.
"I'm glad," he said. "The war is over. Beyond glad. It's just…"
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For a moment, he was seeing her in all the changing light of their first two days. The situation room's green on Yavin 4, the red sun of Jedha, the dark rain of Eadu, the glare of Scarif…
He wanted, not for the first time, to grab and hold her and never let go.
He'd resisted before.
Now…
He let his hands fall from her arms, but didn't step away.
"I'm glad," he said. "The war is over. Beyond glad. It's just…"
She already knew. And he knew she did. But…
She'd said 'Let it out'.
"…I wasn't supposed to live to see it.
"Let alone… live. In it."