āI canāt believe you talked me into this,ā Cassian groaned.
He looked himself over one last time in the small mirror over his bunk while Jyn finished getting ready; and while everything seemed more or less in order ā his tie was on straight, his jacket was pressed, and his pants were neatly hemmed ā Cassian had never felt more like an imposter in his life.
The door to the next room opened, then, and Cassian turned as he heard Jyn enter. Ā He gasped reflexively at the sight of her, wearing delicate heels and a form-fitting white gown that hugged her body everywhere heād longed to touch her since before Eadu.
āI canāt believe I talked us into this, either,ā Jyn muttered, stumbling a little in her unfamiliar new shoes, her hands fiddling with the clasp of the diamond necklace Leia lent her. Ā āYou were right; we should have let Skywalker and Solo accept the award for all of us.ā
Later, during the ceremony, Cassian tried to focus as the Princess gave them their medals in turn; but all he could think about was Jyn ā his friend; his comrade; the fiery, beautiful woman he loved ā and how grateful he was for this brief shared moment in time.
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