[ he could produce his shard. at least to prove that he really does have one, if nothing else. but there's no way to do so without showing her where his is, and that's a secret he's kept close to his chest. he hates the naked vulnerability of the stone set in his hand. jyn is the only one who knows, and he intends to keep it that way as long as possible. and so: he has nothing to offer her, no way of backing up his claim. can he really blame her for being suspicious? he's not lying now, but he so often is.
so he watches her for a long moment, and then he nods. ]
Okay. [ he lifts his hands, briefly, in a placating motion. ] Okay. I'm leaving. I'll get out of your way.
[ he'd wondered how seriously meridian was taking their security, and he's got his answer. so he slowly turns to go — not unwillingly, so much as an avoidance of making any sudden moves. ]
no subject
so he watches her for a long moment, and then he nods. ]
Okay. [ he lifts his hands, briefly, in a placating motion. ] Okay. I'm leaving. I'll get out of your way.
[ he'd wondered how seriously meridian was taking their security, and he's got his answer. so he slowly turns to go — not unwillingly, so much as an avoidance of making any sudden moves. ]