[Cassian wasn't exactly overt in his actions when it came to following Jyn. They were apart more often than not - if she had her way, it would be the other way around. Unfortunately, there was always work to be done, and with overlapping skillsets, it wasn't always feasible to put them together.
Cassian was there, though, somewhere in the vastness of the universe, and even if he never knew it, his welcome home had left an indelible mark on her heart and soul and he was her north star, shining brightly enough to lead her back home, even though he had probably never meant to offer himself instead of a place to belong.
Home, for her, would always be where he was.
Thanks to the painkillers being pumped through her system, when Jyn slept, she slept heavily and without dreaming, just ... floating in dark, quiet nothingness. Waking took more time than usual, too. So it took some time from the moment she cracked an eye to the time she recognized Cassian's bent-over form occupying the chair he'd pulled close to her bedside. For a moment, all she did was observe, but slowly, she slid her hand closer until the tips of their fingers touching - the closest she dared come to curling her fingers around his in order to hold his hand properly.]
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Date: 2020-01-16 09:41 pm (UTC)Cassian was there, though, somewhere in the vastness of the universe, and even if he never knew it, his welcome home had left an indelible mark on her heart and soul and he was her north star, shining brightly enough to lead her back home, even though he had probably never meant to offer himself instead of a place to belong.
Home, for her, would always be where he was.
Thanks to the painkillers being pumped through her system, when Jyn slept, she slept heavily and without dreaming, just ... floating in dark, quiet nothingness. Waking took more time than usual, too. So it took some time from the moment she cracked an eye to the time she recognized Cassian's bent-over form occupying the chair he'd pulled close to her bedside. For a moment, all she did was observe, but slowly, she slid her hand closer until the tips of their fingers touching - the closest she dared come to curling her fingers around his in order to hold his hand properly.]