[Jyn glanced at Cassian's hand and considered - briefly - if it was a sort of invitation of some kind, to touch or take or hold on like there was no tomorrow.
...
She wanted to.
She flexed her fingers and tentatively set hers down nearby. Close ... but not making contact.]
You didn't fail me, Cassian, you believed me.
[Here, she took a deep breath, shaking her head, unable to keep from showing - just a touch, at first - some of her grief.]
I did fail. So many people didn't come back. And that's because of me. Whatever they think they know, they don't. They'll never know the truth of what we did.
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She wanted to.
She flexed her fingers and tentatively set hers down nearby. Close ... but not making contact.]
You didn't fail me, Cassian, you believed me.
[Here, she took a deep breath, shaking her head, unable to keep from showing - just a touch, at first - some of her grief.]
I did fail. So many people didn't come back. And that's because of me. Whatever they think they know, they don't. They'll never know the truth of what we did.