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[ jyn could be a bodyguard, she thinks. ]

Sure. [ she pushes away from her railing and gestures for aurelia to precede her through the door back into the base. ]

I thought I would be to violent for your tastes.

[ admittedly she hasn't punched anyone today, but the night is young. ]

Different planets call for different tactics.

[ she leaves it at that for now, letting the idea sink in. there are talks to have with mon mothma, with bail, with cassian too. with a bow of her head, she passes through the open door and turns to wait for jyn to join her.

with a sideways tilt of her head, ] I can show you a quiet spot.

[ is jyn her violent tactic? hmm. it leaves her something to think about. a lot to think about, actually. ]

Sure. [ she'll just follow aurelia around like a companion droid. ] If you want a full team already assembled... the others wouldn't be hard to convince. Perhaps Baze but that's only because he's loath to dress up.

[ jyn's own version of dressing up is just a clean and slightly nicer version of her usual attire so it's not as if she put in much of an effort. ]

Are you suggesting that I simply bring the squad with me?

[ she isn't against it either. her retinue rotates from time to time for concealment purposes. it has also become evident, though this doesn't officially come into play when decisions are made among the higher ups, that she has grown fond of this particular group of rebels. ]

I may bring it up to my superiors. [ she smiles and leads her to an open turbolift. ]

[ jyn shrugs, as if to ask "what did you expect?", as she follows aurelia into the elevator. jyn won't admit it, but she's a little codependent on the rest of them. pains of being an orphan, she doesn't want to leave behind the family made for herself. ]

If it helps: technically I'm still not with the Alliance.

[ sefla had forced a battlefield promotion into her hands, but she'd never formerly enlisted with the alliance once they'd returned from scarif and recovered from their many, many injuries. maybe she would one day, but for now jyn remained an honored guest and civilian. ]

So you are offering as a friendly gesture, [ aurelia assumes with a quirk of her eyebrow. friend. not everyone is as open about the word, the notion, as she is. ]

Or whatever you'd like to call it, anyhow.

[ the turbolift takes them all the way to the roof, door sliding open to reveal the lush greens of the surrounding area. ]

We could call it that.

[ she breathes out a deep breath when the doors open, inhaling the fresh air that always smells like petrichor and the heavy scent of the tropical flowers deep in the jungle that glowed with a bioluminescence that reminded her of cave moss on alpinn that glowed at night brighter even than the pure white cliffs did in the sunlight, the natural nightlight of her childhood.

quietly: ] My mother would have loved it here.

[ there is the usual pang of envy whenever someone else speaks of their mother, but aurelia swallows that immediately, as if it hadn't occurred to her at all. they were all lucky. nodding, she is quiet for a moment, taking in the sight, letting the sounds of surrounding creatures fill the space before she eventually clears her throat. ]

What would she like about it?

Everything. She loved nature, that's why she studied it. Being outside made her feel closer to the Force. [ her shoulders lift in an almost ambivalent shrug. ] Maybe she was, I don't know. I don't remember a whole lot about her, beyond the end. [ which she recalls with heartwrenching clarity. trust the force. more like trust the force to make her relive those moments in every nightmare. ]

She would have been a rebel, I think. If it weren't for me and Papa.

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[ she smiles sadly, the movement barely reaching her eyes. most people do not want pity during such discussions; she knows that she wouldn't. it comes from a place of understanding.

there are many who would erase her own mother entirely from history, never to remember her so fondly. at least her parents were finally redeemed in the aftermath. ]

I think my mother would have helped in that as well.

[ jyn idly wonders if they would be friends, but she can't really imagine her mother with friends. did she not have any? jyn was too young to notice on coruscant and it was only the three of them on lah'mu. a perfect place for her and her unsocial father, less so probably for her mother. ]

That's what I well tell Draven next time he yells at me. It's genetic.

[ that makes her laugh, ever quiet, though the curl of her lip indicates that she is more than amused by the comment. ]

I suppose that we are, after all, our parents' children, regardless of how present they were or not.

[ admittedly, jyn knows she's a lot like saw gerrera so there is definitely a case for nurture having an as large if not larger impact on her upbringing, but saw liked to note -- when he was frustrated -- how much she was like her mother so.

maybe both. ]

Sometimes I wonder what it would be like. [ the admission is quiet, almost soft. jyn is not a soft creature as a rule. ] I know I'd've been raised in the Empire as a threat to my father, but--

[ but she'd have been with her father. ]

[ there is a perch there on the roof overlooking the planet. aurelia nods over to it so that they may sit and talk instead of standing around with their hands folded. ]

But you would have had him around.

[ her lips purse thoughtfully. ] I wonder what it would have been like to have been raised in Mandalore as it fell to the Empire as well.

Maybe we would have met sooner. [ her elbows drop to her knees and her chin rests on her hands as she looks out over the wild jungle of the rebellion's nearly untouched planet. if she squints, she thinks the can see the light of the orchids as the breeze touches them and their bioluminescence flairs to life. ]

I think you might be slightly more violent.

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