It was to be expected, she thought, sounding so confused and wrecked. Given what he'd been through earlier, and whatever visions had been terrorizing him just now, Jyn was surprised that he even remembered who she was and where they were.

But as she gingerly sat down at the edge of the bed, her breath catching at the stitch in her side, she too did not release the hand still holding onto hers. She would be gone in the morning, she could afford to share whatever comfort and strength he needed now.

"You've nothing to apologize for. No harm done."

Her grip tightened, but only momentarily before she relaxed it once more.

"Are you alright?"