Galen really can't pretend she hasn't been, even if it's not what he wanted. Even if he would make excuses to spare himself. "Her mother was meant to be with her," he explains regardless, perhaps wanting this stranger to think better of Lyra, rather than himself. "She tried to stop the Imperials taking me."
Sooooo Cassian can probably make a swell guess how that turned out. Meanwhile Galen's heart has twisted up all warm in his ribcage; that she should feel anything, after so long--even if she had hated him it would still be feeling.
That's...Cassian allows his mask to slip enough for Galen to see the little thundercloud of a frown that gathers at his brow, the way his shoulders go up and tense a little. It explains a lot, actually...namely why Jyn acts like an abandoned cat in the rain sometimes.
"I won't leave her again." It's not a protest, just ...fact. There is no air in space, Galen will stay by Jyn's side as long as she'll have him, provided she'll have him at all. He doesn't react much to the tension; if it comes from a place of judgment that's well-deserved; if not, it isn't any of his business to do the judging.
There's a moment of silence, though it lacks awkwardness, only an air of contemplation as Galen ponders the oily surface of his coffee. "If she decides her place is here now, it--would be fitting. It would have made Lyra happy."
Cassian shakes his head at that. "She has no interest in the Resistance and no reason to stay." He wouldn't ask her to, for one thing, it...presumes so much and gives her so little in the end. Stay with the people who wanted me to assassinate your father, yes, he can just imagine the black eye he'd end up with after that conversation.
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Sooooo Cassian can probably make a swell guess how that turned out. Meanwhile Galen's heart has twisted up all warm in his ribcage; that she should feel anything, after so long--even if she had hated him it would still be feeling.
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Because she was, wasn't she.
"She deserves family. Especially after all this."
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There's a moment of silence, though it lacks awkwardness, only an air of contemplation as Galen ponders the oily surface of his coffee. "If she decides her place is here now, it--would be fitting. It would have made Lyra happy."
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"So I don't think that's likely."