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Trust Goes Both Ways

SergeantJynErso

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"I don't have much time," she began. 
"I don't know if you can hear me but, I just wanted to thank you. For everything." She found it hard to look at his bruised face. "I'm not sure what's going to happen. But all of this would've been for nothing if we can't destroy the Death Star." Her heart raced, knowing what she was walking into. Hearing a droid down the hall she panicked, taking her kyber crystal necklace off. "I'll come back. I promise." She leaned down to kiss his forehead leaving the necklace in his hand. Quickly she hid behind a curtain as the droid sauntered in. Once it turned its back Jyn took a last glance at Cassian and with hesitation escaped. Her ship left approximately in an hour. She had already packed her things. The journey ahead could be her last.All Rights Reserved

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