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Jyn's foot touches down on the durasteel flooring outside the med room for the first time in what seems like an eternity. Her other pantsleg has only been rolled and tacked up, and it sometimes flicks against the inside of her whole leg.
It's a constant reminder.
She shudders and looks around. There are a few ensigns standing at parade rest off to one side of the doorway, young and fresh faced and so enthusiastic. She's quite sure she never looked like that. She wonders if Cassian ever did. She cannot imagine it, somehow.
“Lieutenant Erso, if you would follow me, please,” one of the ensigns says after a quick salute. She ignores him for the moment, waiting. Bodhi slinks out of the med room. She watches as his shoulders inch up towards his ears. His fingers clutch at his datapad.
Chirrut and Baze are the last to exit. They move within each others' personal space, a pattern born of years of intimacy. “I'm sure we'll see each other around,” Chirrut says. Baze rolls his eyes. Even Bodhi cracks a smile at that.
“Yeah,” Jyn says. She squares her shoulders. “Okay, let's go.” The ensign gestures and begins to walk. She swings her crutches after him.