[as jyn remains standing between them, her eyes are on john. that's the last place they want to be, but it's where they have to stay; there's no telling what he's capable of, and she doesn't trust him even half as far as she could throw him. dark is as angry as she feels, and she give him that opportunity to be, but the second this escalates beyond words, she'll be there, ready.
only — it's so difficult to pay attention when john talks, isn't it? it's nearly impossible, because he talks too fucking much and she hates his stupid fucking voice more than she hates anything, so somewhere in there, her mind starts to wander purely for the sake of self-preservation.
it's not until it's dark speaking, and then asking her a question, that jyn returns to the moment.]
He has something that's mine, [she says, eyes flicking over toward him before turning back to john.] And he won't give it back. Says he deserves respect.
[if the mocking isn't clear in her tone (it is), she caps that off with yet another scoff.]
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only — it's so difficult to pay attention when john talks, isn't it? it's nearly impossible, because he talks too fucking much and she hates his stupid fucking voice more than she hates anything, so somewhere in there, her mind starts to wander purely for the sake of self-preservation.
it's not until it's dark speaking, and then asking her a question, that jyn returns to the moment.]
He has something that's mine, [she says, eyes flicking over toward him before turning back to john.] And he won't give it back. Says he deserves respect.
[if the mocking isn't clear in her tone (it is), she caps that off with yet another scoff.]