The way he shifts makes her nervous, a fleeting anxiety that she's done something not allowed and then he is holding her hand. Not to move it, but to hold on to it and that is a new feeling. He wants her there, like she wants to be there.

Usually that would be so terrifying to Jyn and yet now, warm and safe at his back, sleepy, she just feels... calm.

Absently, almost as if without thinking, she squeezes his hand, nestling closer to him, breath warm against his back. Maybe she should say something, but Jyn hates talking on a good day and she doesn't even know what she would say? Thank you? Cassian would brush it off. Good night? She already said. It doesn't matter, Cassian will know.

Welcome home.