[ they're not on the beach itself, nestled in the grass under the tree's dappled shade, but they're close enough that jyn can't help but think of scarif. she would never have thought they could have made it here, she would never have imagined something like this. they'd come from slumped, clinging to each other in the bright, harsh light of death to sitting, hand in hand, under the soft light of slowly growing twilight.
she squeezes his fingers as her own wind through his. their friendship has never been something she's felt compelled to hide in public, he is her best friend and she knows there is something about them that makes that incredibly obvious, their orbits around each other. ]
Will you tell me about meeting K2?
[ she's seen his parents, seen the happy little cassian so proud to have delivered his message and rewarded with his mother's hot chocolate. she could still ask about them, there is so much she doesn't know, but for now she chooses to focus on his first best friend. ]
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she squeezes his fingers as her own wind through his. their friendship has never been something she's felt compelled to hide in public, he is her best friend and she knows there is something about them that makes that incredibly obvious, their orbits around each other. ]
Will you tell me about meeting K2?
[ she's seen his parents, seen the happy little cassian so proud to have delivered his message and rewarded with his mother's hot chocolate. she could still ask about them, there is so much she doesn't know, but for now she chooses to focus on his first best friend. ]