They're in bed, curled together like a single being the first time Jyn hears him sing. It begins as a hum, nearly inaudible. She feels it against her cheek as she traces the scars across his chest.
"What's that?" she asks when he's finished, her whole body tingling with excitement at the discovery.
He blinks at her, confused, until he realizes what he was doing. He blushes, slightly embarrassed.
"It's a Festian love song. I remember my mother singing it to my father all the time."
They share a tentative smile, still so flustered by outward displays of affection.
"What are the words?"
It feels briefly like she's asking too much, for him to share this secret, but he simply smiles and lets his eyes lids fall closed.
His voice is softer than she ever could have imagined. She breathes in every rise and fall of his language, hoping someday she'll be able to tell him.
I love you too much
