They had spent the majority of the past four years being pulled in different directions - close calls and injuries were just a hazard of the jobs they were doing. She was sure Cassian had had his fair share in that time, too, close calls and injuries that she was not aware of.

Still, she hadn't meant to worry Cassian, and judging by his (surprising) reaction, she had done just that. Still, he wouldn't want her to downplay the incident, and there really was no way to make it sound any better. Might as well go with the truth.

"Buckethead with a flamethrower got a little too close. There was some nerve damage, some of the scars are never going to fade, but I made it into the tank in time. Could've been worse than it turned out to be."

Jyn sighed softly, squeezed their clasped hands a little more tightly, shaking her head just so.

"You couldn't have."

And that wasn't his fault, either. It was just how these things went.