she’s EIGHT YEARS OLD –– she shouldn’t be playing with toys, she’s much too old for them –– but jyn can’t help but squeeze stormy to her chest like it’s the only thing keeping her afloat ( after all she’s been through, she thinks it probably is. ) it’s stupid and babyish, she knows, to find comfort in a toy when she’s this old, but if she doesn’t do something, she think she might break down into tears.
as padmé kneels in front of her, jyn watches her solemnly, her face too neutral and blank for any child. if her papa isn’t in any danger, then he should be able to come home, right ? the man in white had taken him away, but that had also been the man who had killed her mother. “ they hurt my mama “ she points out, her voice steady and calm, only interrupted by the slight hitch of her breath. ( if she knew anything about medicine, then she’d know that she’s going into shock. ) “ why did he go with them ? when will he be able to come home ? “ she’s always been inquisitive, and even in the light of the tragedy that destroyed her small little family and the life they’d made on lah’mu, it’s a facet of her personality that doesn’t get turned off. however, even after asking the woman her questions, jyn knows the answer: she won’t be seeing her father for a VERY, VERY LONG TIME.
this is her new reality. time to get used to it.
she’s cold, and tired, but she doesn’t announce that fact out loud. if this woman truly is saving her and giving her a place to live, then jyn doesn’t want to upset her by asking for things. instead, she bites her lip and listens, trying to focus on the words, but they only confuse her. she had a droid too, macvee, and a mama and a papa, but now she doesn’t. if padmé has two children AND a droid AND a brother, then why does she want jyn to come with her ? she already has a family, and jyn finds the need to point that out to her. “ why do you want me if you already have kids ? “ she asks bluntly. “ you already have a family. i used to have a family, but i don’t anymore. “ but she wants her family back, wants it so much that she feels like it’s consuming her.
( too bad she can’t have it. )
jyn rocks back on her heels, squeezing stormy tighter and clenching her jaw. “ i can stay here if you don’t have room for me, “ she whispers, even though she doesn’t know what she’ll do by herself. “ mama says i’m good at being independent. “
" HE WENT WITH THEM TO PROTECT YOU. “ she sighs, knowing that her answer wasn’t enough to comfort her. how could it be ??? they killed her mother, stole her father && now she was FORCED TO LIVE with a complete stranger.
" i know they hurt your mama —— they hurt my husband too years ago. “ or that’s what she thought at least, that her husband, her dear anakin was DEAD && TRULY GONE for eternity, unaware that he had been reborn as vader. “ but they won’t hurt your papa, i promise you that. “ not because they are kind, but because THEY NEEDED galen erso, he was too valuable for them. she makes a bold move, h er maternal instincts taking over as she caresses her cheek with her knuckles. “ he needs you to STAY STRONG for him, jyn, he wants you to be strong && happy. “
she knew this because that’s what she wanted for her babies in these dire times, what every doting parent who loved their children wanted. “ well, i’ve always thought the more the merrier, && we have more than ENOUGH SPACE for you, sweetling, don’t worry about that, honestly, it’s already been set. “ she stands up again, offering the child her hand. “ —— now come, you’ve been hiding for A LONG TIME you must be starving, MY SHIP AWAITS US. “
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