[ Compared to the first time he grabbed Rey by the hand, it's a super polite extraction.
He's not expecting what she does next, but Finn stands transfixed by the holo soon enough. A feeling roils in his stomach, intense and unsettling, and he thinks this is something he shouldn't see. Something he doesn't deserve to watch, part of something he doesn't deserve to be compared to. Part of something personal, for Jyn. Something she doesn't have to share, but still does, and for all that he doesn't know her there's a surge of fierce affection that Finn can't keep at bay.
He tries to imagine what it must be like. To be part of a cause so big, so far-reaching as the old Alliance, by choice. To be devoted enough to bringing down something like the Empire that he could go beyond walking away, beyond running farther, beyond just turning around to fight again. To build a weapon so powerful and so unconscionable, just to keep it from being unstoppable.
He tries to imagine that, and he can't. But he can see the proof right in front of him.
Finn watches Galen Erso with awe, eyes overbright. Doesn't interrupt. Just waits it out. ]
The only thing that ever scared me more than leaving was the idea of staying.
[ Still does, sometimes. Dreams that creep in when he least expects them, dreams that make no sense in his waking hours. He recalls Jyn's own words, not very long ago now. ]
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He's not expecting what she does next, but Finn stands transfixed by the holo soon enough. A feeling roils in his stomach, intense and unsettling, and he thinks this is something he shouldn't see. Something he doesn't deserve to watch, part of something he doesn't deserve to be compared to. Part of something personal, for Jyn. Something she doesn't have to share, but still does, and for all that he doesn't know her there's a surge of fierce affection that Finn can't keep at bay.
He tries to imagine what it must be like. To be part of a cause so big, so far-reaching as the old Alliance, by choice. To be devoted enough to bringing down something like the Empire that he could go beyond walking away, beyond running farther, beyond just turning around to fight again. To build a weapon so powerful and so unconscionable, just to keep it from being unstoppable.
He tries to imagine that, and he can't. But he can see the proof right in front of him.
Finn watches Galen Erso with awe, eyes overbright. Doesn't interrupt. Just waits it out. ]
The only thing that ever scared me more than leaving was the idea of staying.
[ Still does, sometimes. Dreams that creep in when he least expects them, dreams that make no sense in his waking hours. He recalls Jyn's own words, not very long ago now. ]
Bravest thing I can imagine.