[ jyn doesn't take his hand, but the contact grounds her, even if the dream melds into darkness. she doesn't take his but two of her fingers curl around his and that is close enough in the darkness.
eventually the younger version of herself, tiny little panted breaths of uncertainty the only indication that she's there, shakes the lantern on, illuminating the small space. it's cramped and jyn's stomach twists realizing that she and cassian are in the space her parents were meant to occupy. instead, she was very alone.
she looks away from the little girl quietly crying, clutching the light like it's all she has left. ]
We used to practice drills, so I would know what to do when they came for us. [ when. because it was never really an if, as much as her mother tried to make it a game, jyn knew. ]
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eventually the younger version of herself, tiny little panted breaths of uncertainty the only indication that she's there, shakes the lantern on, illuminating the small space. it's cramped and jyn's stomach twists realizing that she and cassian are in the space her parents were meant to occupy. instead, she was very alone.
she looks away from the little girl quietly crying, clutching the light like it's all she has left. ]
We used to practice drills, so I would know what to do when they came for us. [ when. because it was never really an if, as much as her mother tried to make it a game, jyn knew. ]