WIP Wednesday
So I can't share most of what I'm noodling about with at the moment but then I got side tracked and got some words down on an old draft lets go!
He shrugs a little, wincing, "I heard they had to drag you out of there?" Jyn scowls. He makes her sound hysterical, and sure, maybe she had been, but they'd been the ones to say she couldn't stay while they took Cassian out of her sight. They hadn't been there when he'd stopped breathing twice. They hadn't listened as he'd gasped, coughing and spitting blood. She needed to be with him, her twisted ankle and spark-burnt arm be dammed. They didn't understand. She needed Cassian to live more than she'd ever needed anything, even if she couldn't explain why that thought made it feel like her heart had sunk into her stomach. "So?" she says flatly, digging her knee into her chin. The last thing she wants to seem is weak. "Thought I should thank you, for doing the kicking and screaming for both of us."
