[It wasn't really funny, given their backgrounds, but it was an experience that they could share, and experience that both understood intimately. And being able to share understanding like that was a luxury that Jyn was wholly unused to.
...
She understood Cassian's comment about sabaac, too. Jyn was only good at the game because she had to be, not because it was just a game that she happened to enjoy. She had learned not only to read most tells, no matter how inconsequential, but also how to hedge her own bets to her best advantage in order to come away with as many winnings as she could. That wasn't even mentioning the pickpocketing skills she had gathered along the way, too.
A game was never just a game. It couldn't be, not when survival from one day to the next was on the line. It was much the same with other games and hobbies. If they could not benefit her in some way, they were not worth her time.
Yeah. She understood.
Conversation could wait a bit in favor of finishing their late dinner. It sometimes felt a little bit awkward, especially when their gazes met and it was more than obvious that they were watching each other, but Jyn just huffed out a chuckle, shrugged, and went back to her plate, grateful that the others were allowing them time and opportunity to eat. Maybe she put off an air of unapproachability, but it wasn't as though she had it in her mind to be rude or insulting if anyone did try to engage. She wanted to be accepted.
It was just ... a process.
Finally, the food was finished, and Cassian took the used dishes to join the others waiting to be washed. It didn't take much more than that look shared between them when he returned to convince Jyn to stand, nod her acknowledgment when others glanced their way curiously. Still, she kept a respectable distance away as she joined Cassian and prepared to leave.
She didn't yet know where they were going to go or what they were going to do, but at the least, they'd be together. A soft shrug. The lifting of an eyebrow just so.
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Date: 2020-02-12 08:53 pm (UTC)...
She understood Cassian's comment about sabaac, too. Jyn was only good at the game because she had to be, not because it was just a game that she happened to enjoy. She had learned not only to read most tells, no matter how inconsequential, but also how to hedge her own bets to her best advantage in order to come away with as many winnings as she could. That wasn't even mentioning the pickpocketing skills she had gathered along the way, too.
A game was never just a game. It couldn't be, not when survival from one day to the next was on the line. It was much the same with other games and hobbies. If they could not benefit her in some way, they were not worth her time.
Yeah. She understood.
Conversation could wait a bit in favor of finishing their late dinner. It sometimes felt a little bit awkward, especially when their gazes met and it was more than obvious that they were watching each other, but Jyn just huffed out a chuckle, shrugged, and went back to her plate, grateful that the others were allowing them time and opportunity to eat. Maybe she put off an air of unapproachability, but it wasn't as though she had it in her mind to be rude or insulting if anyone did try to engage. She wanted to be accepted.
It was just ... a process.
Finally, the food was finished, and Cassian took the used dishes to join the others waiting to be washed. It didn't take much more than that look shared between them when he returned to convince Jyn to stand, nod her acknowledgment when others glanced their way curiously. Still, she kept a respectable distance away as she joined Cassian and prepared to leave.
She didn't yet know where they were going to go or what they were going to do, but at the least, they'd be together. A soft shrug. The lifting of an eyebrow just so.
Where to?]