The only thing keeping Jyn from leaving gravity and spinning into the vastness of space was Cassian himself. So, while she would have loved nothing more than to be able to offer him an answer to his questions, she had been wondering the exact same things.

She didn't know if she had the capacity to be anything other than what she already was - and what she was was irreparably broken. The skills that she had picked up over the years weren't meant to be used in the course of a respectable life.

So ... what?

Run more - even though there was nothing and no one to run from? Find a new fight? Start one? All things considered, what other options did she even really have?

The Rebellion was no more. And whatever would come next might need diplomats more than they would soldiers. And Jyn Erso was not and would never be a diplomat.

One thing was for sure, at least, and that was that instead of running when there was no longer any need to stay, Jyn had come here instead.

"I don't know", she eventually replied, her eyebrows knitting together as she shrugged one shoulder slightly. "They may still have use for us. They may not. I suppose we've got to decide what it is that we want to do."

She no longer had a home or a family to return to. But here she was, regardless.