"Transmitting"
Jyn felt a wave of relief. She shifted to look at Cassian, and noted that while he still had the gun trained on the fallen figure, there there was a hint of relief in his eyes as well. She stumbled to his side, and while they exchanged small smiles, hers faded when she registered that the fallen figure was still down, that Krennic hadn't moved since Cassian had shot him.
In an instant, her whole body re-tensed, and she let go of Cassian to move towards Krennic. Vaguely, she noted that it was a stupid move, she'd been right next to Cassian and felt the strength he still had despite being injured. That vague note didn't stop her from being surprised and slightly pissed off when she felt her body being jerked back by her hand.
Dammit.
Cassian might have been injured, but uninjured he'd always been a hell of a lot stronger than her, plus with the adrenaline flooding them both, her stubbornness was no match for him. Then again, she should be used to him grabbing her and pulling her along, given their short history. Did not mean that she had to like it.
Still, it wasn't in her nature to simply let things go. Maybe once, when she was a child, but years of abandonment and surviving had taught her to be mullish too. With that, she tried to jerk back from him and go to Krennic, but, dammit, Cassian.
He tugged her hand harder, telling her (demanding her) to leave it, leave Krennic. She didn't want to, but even from the beginning, Cassian had had a hold over her.
"Leave it," he demanded again and with one last tug had her pressed up against his side.
With no choice, she shifted her body towards his a little and heard him soothe, "that's it.."
She didn't know how, but something inside seemed to settle slightly at those words. Then again, this man seemed to unsettle and soothe her at the same time, had since the beginning.
He must have felt it, because he murmured "that's it" to her again and slid his arm around her waist.
God, this man.
She also thanked the force for him because despite Cassian nearly constantly tilting her world on it's side, he also helped right it even better.
Pressed against his side, she felt his chest moving quicker due to the adrenaline and some clarity entered her mind. She didn't know if they were going to make it, but they had to get down from the tower.
As though he sensed what was on her mind, she wouldn't put it past him or the force at this point, man seemed to be able to read her better than the beginning, Cassian stated lowly, "we need to go." She completely agreed.
She just hoped that, somehow, somehow, they would make it.
The man unsettled her, was demanding, could pretty much read her at this point, was a pain in her life, but she didn't want to lose him. He had been the one person to stay, had stubbornly demanded his want.
So, she hoped.
