[For Jyn this is perfect. It doesn’t feel imposing nor does she feel that inkling to push away. It’s strange not to, but the more he talks, the more she feels like he seems to understand her without knowing anything at all about her. So the gentle sways as he leads her around works for the instrumental piece.

Her eyes stay on him though, even when he looks away. He isn’t used to kindness either. Jyn isn’t someone who often gives it, not that she’s not capable of it, but she’s too used to having to keep everything close to herself.

When he says that though she falls quiet for a moment, letting it resonate with her.]

I’ve had to keep fighting for so long, I’m not sure I know how to stop, [She finally admits. It explains her frustration with the shirt. Actions have consequences of course, but if she could keep moving, and often she had to out of necessity, then she would be okay.] I’ve been fighting and running for as long as I can remember.

[Since Saw found her on Lah’mer, since Krennic came for her father, since he killed her mother.]