[the girl, jyn thinks, has the appearance and demeanor of something close to a frightened tooka cat. and — she understands; there's something familiar in it.
that understanding has her just standing in place even as the water continues to slosh at her feet, arm still as the girl reaches out to touch it. it has her nodding, slowly, in the line of sight. and:]
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that understanding has her just standing in place even as the water continues to slosh at her feet, arm still as the girl reaches out to touch it. it has her nodding, slowly, in the line of sight. and:]
We can start there.
[her voice is quieter, even if it isn't gentle.
she jerks her head over her shoulder.]
Come on. Keep a hold on me, if you need to.