Jyn's actions have always been driven by necessity. When she needed to eat, she stole food. When she needed to disappear, she changed her name. When she needed a release, there was always some imperial that could use a good beating. She still operates on that simple algorithm, only her needs have changed.
She doesn't need the food her friends keep offering her. She doesn't need the rest they keep suggesting. What she needs is for the med-droid to walk out of that room and tell her that Bodhi is going to be fine. She needs to see him, hear his voice, hold his hand and know that he's okay.
Chirrut sits beside Baze on the opposite end of the hallway, head bowed in prayer. K-2 is unusually quiet, dealing with his anxieties in his own way. Cassian is- oh, Cassian is right in front of her, saying something earnest. She blinks at him.
"Sorry, what?"
Cassian looks even graver, bracing his hands against her shoulders.
"I asked if you'd take a walk with me?" he continues quickly before she can reject him, "A very, very short walk. Just to get out of this hallway. K can comm us if anything happens."
When she shakes her head, he closes the space between them so their foreheads are touching.
"Please, Jyn."
Taking a deep breath, she pulls back and meets his eyes. He looks as stricken as she feels, and she knows that she isn't helping anything by refusing help. Bodhi's his family, too, and Cassian needs her support just as much as she needs his.
"Okay," she sighs, and some of the tension in his shoulders eases.
They make their way out of the med-bay arm-in-arm, weaving through the narrow halls until she realizes Cassian is actively avoiding any path leading to the main hangar. That's where their decimated ship would be, evidence of the crash that had left Bodhi in critical condition.
She stops mid-step, cold dread suddenly seizing control of her body. Desperation punches the air out of her lungs, leaving her dizzy.
"Jyn?"
She shuts her eyes so tight it hurts, thoughts running in circles.
He has to be okay. He has to be okay. He has to be okay.
It isn't fair. He's survived too much. It isn't-
"Jyn, look at me."
He is speaking in that voice she swears was created only for her, the only one that can reach her when she's this lost in her own mind. She allows him to cup her face in his hands while she latches onto the lapels of his jacket.
"I know it's war." she says breathlessly, "I know war comes with losses, I just… I'm not ready to…"
I'm not ready to lose you, any of you.
That's the truth of it, and it terrifies her. She's spent most of her life without a family, and now that she's found one it's more essential to her than air.
"Hey, hey," Cassian coaxes, and Jyn finally opens her eyes, "our boy's strong, yeah?" she nods, "Whatever happens, Bodhi's going to need us."
There's something behind his eyes that's hesitant, waiting for her affirmation.
She considers a moment, then echoes, "Bodhi needs us."
His lips twitch upward in what may have become a smile if his comm didn't go off.
"Cassian, you two should return to the med-bay. Inform Jyn Erso that it's good news, so that she doesn't destroy anything."
The message hardly finishes before Jyn has Cassian by the arm, sprinting back the way they'd come.