[ by his count, he's been here a while. though it's tough to say how many days or weeks that is at this point. the sight of open space had been welcome, when he'd been newly arrived, one of the few comforts, unknown as the planet below was. at least Bodhi was familiar with ships and stations. but now the unchanging sight of the planet is another reminder that they're no closer to finding their way off the station, or any answers why they're here.
he stops there, in front of the window, anyways. hands shoved in the pocket of his jumpsuit. from behind, he can't see her face, but when she speaks, Bodhi feels the hair on his arm prickle. it's... familiar.
when she turns, he's looking the very face of the person he'd thought it sounded like. he steps back, staring at her in surprise. ]
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he stops there, in front of the window, anyways. hands shoved in the pocket of his jumpsuit. from behind, he can't see her face, but when she speaks, Bodhi feels the hair on his arm prickle. it's... familiar.
when she turns, he's looking the very face of the person he'd thought it sounded like. he steps back, staring at her in surprise. ]
... Jyn?