jynandor:

She tried to remember how she’d kept radio silent during runs for Saw; how she’d managed to wait back at base for comrades like Maia and Staven to return.  But the vague, inchoate memories made her feel ill.  And even then she hadn’t needed those people the way she needed Bodhi and the Guardians and Cassian: to keep her on-task, to keep her from just surviving.

Be alive, Jyn thought.        All of you, be alive.