[ It's weird to hear those words in that sort of context. Not about idealism, because that holds up to his line of thinking. Cassian said the same sort of thing at the Glow Ball. He remembers that.
But that's why they exist. Not what they exist for.
People like Jyn, too, he thinks. Maybe like him. People who were made, didn't have a chance to become until now. DJ called war a machine; in some ways he wasn't wrong. Just a horrible scumbag.
Finn wouldn't trade Jyn and Cassian as they are for anyone. He wouldn't change how his life went, because of what he's found.
He'll fight until there's nothing left of him if it means there's a chance he can keep it from happening to someone else, though. ]
You would say that now that I'm finally getting the hang of idealism. [ its 3am jokes don't count towards his monthly limit rn.
[ jyn snorts a soft little chuckle, rolling her head to look at him. there's more goodness in finn's little finger than she can contain in her entire body, but it's tempered by reality and his past so she is pretty sure he is going to be the one to make it out of the new rebellion alive and well.
a rebellious butterfly. ]
Now you can blame me if you foul it up.
[ her fingers drum against her crystal before she lets her hand drop into her lap. saw would say that finn already had too much hope, but that is where jyn learned to disagree with him. rebellions may have needed one good, solid tragedy to make martyrs out of them all, to make it impossible to look away, but they were built on hope.
she doesn't trust the force as much as her mother wanted her to, as much as chirrut wanted her to she supposes, but she trusts it enough, an arm's length sort of trust. she trusts that finn will be okay and that's enough for her. ]
Idealism? From me? No one would believe it. [ she reaches over to pat his knee and it's notable if only because aside from sparring, which is purpose driven and necessary, it's the first time jyn erso has initiated touching him.
she might not shake finn off anymore, but she certainly isn't the one reaching out to grab his hand. regardless, something about the conversation seems to have settled her in some way and she offers finn a smile that seems to say "good luck, pal". there, there. don't set yourself up for failure like that. ]
[ Settled is good. Even a little. The pat is arguably better than good. There are tons of people he doesn't touch who don't touch him in this city, obviously. He's got a habit of reaching for people, though, mostly because he can.
The first time he reflexively reached for Jyn and didn't get shaken off was pretty much a huge personal victory, because Jyn and Cassian don't Do a lot of touch.
Finn looks surprised for a couple of seconds, and then his face becomes a fierce battleground between two warring factions: blatant affection and a teeny bit of pride, because he's bad at controlling his face when there are good things afoot. Jyn Erso showed up to talk to him about something terrifying and confusing at three in the morning, swore him to secrecy, and then patted him on the knee. On purpose.
Finn thinks she might just trust him a little. And for once, he's weirdly not stricken with the immediate dread that it's because she thinks he's something he's not and it can't possibly hold up. ]
Let me guess. It doesn't count if Poe believes it.
Of course it doesn't. [ so blithe. so blasé. she won't give poe an inch because she knows she'll let him take a mile because he reminds her of a certain rebel of her own.
the tiny smile stay on her expression like a ghost. jyn isn't used to smiling, especially on purpose, but it's strange how someone who is just as disastrous as she and cassian are can still have faith in her ability to not fuck up this objectively Good Thing. she feels
ugh, she feels hopeful. ]
I should get back. I told him I wouldn't be more than an hour and I know he read my note when I left.
[ because she didn't speak to him, she just ran away like a panicky child and hoped he would stay half asleep until she closed the door. it's baby steps, alright. ]
He tries not to judge too hard for her note tactic. Historically he and Rey and Poe made a longstanding habit of pretending to be asleep even though they knew none of them were actually asleep... back in the day. Sometimes you think "this is dumb, we could at least be talking" and then you lay there until six in the morning anyway. Still though. That's clearly not actually telling him the thing. It's leaving a note about the thing.
Finn gets back to his feet. ]
Did you at least leave it where he could reach it?
[ Write a note, stick it to the fridge. Cassian has to get up and walk all the way to the kitchen to read it because he's extremely observant and heard that she stuck it on the fridge. It's weirdly easy to picture. ]
shoving herself to her feet, jyn finds her chest doesn't feel as tight anymore. the lingering discomfort is still there but it's not so all-encompassing. turns out talking about your problems actually helps???
[ New fact: they sleep in the same bed. This is useless knowledge at current. But it's good that she was a sympathetic and reasonable person about note-leaving. Jyn is a good. She should be proud of herself. ]
Anytime. I think you figured that out already. [ Given the circumstances. He nods. ] Thank you, too. For listening.
[ Like honestly though. Sounded fake but... talking is okay.
Now go ask Cassian if he wants to kiss at four in the morning. ]
[ literally, even at three in the morning because fair is fair. with another faint smile, jyn turns and slips out the door to... go back to ask cassian if he wants to kiss at four in the morning.
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But that's why they exist. Not what they exist for.
People like Jyn, too, he thinks. Maybe like him. People who were made, didn't have a chance to become until now. DJ called war a machine; in some ways he wasn't wrong. Just a horrible scumbag.
Finn wouldn't trade Jyn and Cassian as they are for anyone. He wouldn't change how his life went, because of what he's found.
He'll fight until there's nothing left of him if it means there's a chance he can keep it from happening to someone else, though. ]
You would say that now that I'm finally getting the hang of idealism. [ its 3am jokes don't count towards his monthly limit rn.
important edit: also, he loves her. ]
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a rebellious butterfly. ]
Now you can blame me if you foul it up.
[ her fingers drum against her crystal before she lets her hand drop into her lap. saw would say that finn already had too much hope, but that is where jyn learned to disagree with him. rebellions may have needed one good, solid tragedy to make martyrs out of them all, to make it impossible to look away, but they were built on hope.
she doesn't trust the force as much as her mother wanted her to, as much as chirrut wanted her to she supposes, but she trusts it enough, an arm's length sort of trust. she trusts that finn will be okay and that's enough for her. ]
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All right. Don't think I wouldn't.
[ Because as we all know, this is totally what happens and exactly what Finn will do.
It's not. But I thought about this meme and I couldn't not make it. ]
But you'd have to take some credit if I don't foul it up. You know. For balance.
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she might not shake finn off anymore, but she certainly isn't the one reaching out to grab his hand. regardless, something about the conversation seems to have settled her in some way and she offers finn a smile that seems to say "good luck, pal". there, there. don't set yourself up for failure like that. ]
You're welcome to try.
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The first time he reflexively reached for Jyn and didn't get shaken off was pretty much a huge personal victory, because Jyn and Cassian don't Do a lot of touch.
Finn looks surprised for a couple of seconds, and then his face becomes a fierce battleground between two warring factions: blatant affection and a teeny bit of pride, because he's bad at controlling his face when there are good things afoot. Jyn Erso showed up to talk to him about something terrifying and confusing at three in the morning, swore him to secrecy, and then patted him on the knee. On purpose.
Finn thinks she might just trust him a little. And for once, he's weirdly not stricken with the immediate dread that it's because she thinks he's something he's not and it can't possibly hold up. ]
Let me guess. It doesn't count if Poe believes it.
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the tiny smile stay on her expression like a ghost. jyn isn't used to smiling, especially on purpose, but it's strange how someone who is just as disastrous as she and cassian are can still have faith in her ability to not fuck up this objectively Good Thing. she feels
ugh, she feels hopeful. ]
I should get back. I told him I wouldn't be more than an hour and I know he read my note when I left.
[ because she didn't speak to him, she just ran away like a panicky child and hoped he would stay half asleep until she closed the door. it's baby steps, alright. ]
nelson laughs at jyn feeling hopeful
He tries not to judge too hard for her note tactic. Historically he and Rey and Poe made a longstanding habit of pretending to be asleep even though they knew none of them were actually asleep... back in the day. Sometimes you think "this is dumb, we could at least be talking" and then you lay there until six in the morning anyway. Still though. That's clearly not actually telling him the thing. It's leaving a note about the thing.
Finn gets back to his feet. ]
Did you at least leave it where he could reach it?
[ Write a note, stick it to the fridge. Cassian has to get up and walk all the way to the kitchen to read it because he's extremely observant and heard that she stuck it on the fridge. It's weirdly easy to picture. ]
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[ she's not a monster.
shoving herself to her feet, jyn finds her chest doesn't feel as tight anymore. the lingering discomfort is still there but it's not so all-encompassing. turns out talking about your problems actually helps???
disgusting. ]
Thanks, Finn.
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Anytime. I think you figured that out already. [ Given the circumstances. He nods. ] Thank you, too. For listening.
[ Like honestly though. Sounded fake but... talking is okay.
Now go ask Cassian if he wants to kiss at four in the morning. ]
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[ literally, even at three in the morning because fair is fair. with another faint smile, jyn turns and slips out the door to... go back to ask cassian if he wants to kiss at four in the morning.
yolo. ]