[ catra reminds jyn of herself, but herself when she was seven. maybe herself if she was never weighed down by the war. as such, jyn sweeps a throw pillow of cassian's chair and chucks it at her.
if not for throwing why is it called a throw pillow! ]
Cassian can make another one if you wanna get off my bed and stay.
He's... [ a hum as she decides on the right word. catra isn't going to listen regardless, jyn knows that as well as she knows her own name, but it is the principle of the thing. ]
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if not for throwing why is it called a throw pillow! ]
Cassian can make another one if you wanna get off my bed and stay.
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At the mention of Cassian, though, she seems to falter a little. ]
Eh. I don't think Cassian likes me very much.
[ It's not a no, though. ]
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[ not true, cassian is far more personable than she is usually, but it doesn't matter. jyn is special. ]
Maybe don't goad him anymore. [ cat, pls. ] He's already making another fish, I wasn't going to wait for you to back into asking.
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I can't help it, he just makes the best faces when he gets all offended!
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You're only giving him an opening to get inside your head.
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[ a clarification. ]
He's... [ a hum as she decides on the right word. catra isn't going to listen regardless, jyn knows that as well as she knows her own name, but it is the principle of the thing. ]
Effective.
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Get off my bed, loser, and we can eat.
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You said the magic words.