There are never enough blankets (especially after Hoth), but Cassian isn't prepared to find Jyn in their quarters, scowling over a giant patchwork of oddly sized fabric scraps of varying colours.

"You're better at sewing, help," she orders, haphazardly wielding a needle without looking up from her uneven stitches.

It takes ages for them to finish the strangest looking quilt he's ever seen, but as he sleeps under it with Jyn, Cassian finds he's never felt warmer.