[ jyn doesn't peg herself mysterious at all, but the small voice does have her looking up, dread knotting in her belly as she hopes the child isn't addressing her. but of course she is. the look she affixes kamala with is weary, but she's sitting up measure-by-measure, like pitching a tent. how pathetic must she be that a child pities her? if she had enough self-awareness, she might realize she's only a few years older than the girl for all intents and purposes, but it still feels bad. to be looked at like that. ]
I'm the last person you need to be worrying about.
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I'm the last person you need to be worrying about.