He avoids her stare as he wraps a bandage around her hand with same gentle precision he would apply to disarming a bomb, but he still noticed Jyn flinch from the disinfectant spray.

"Doesn't hurt at all, thanks," she says casually, carefully flexing her hand, and gives him a hesitant look, before she leans toward him.

The kiss on his cheek is brief, but the smallest touch from her overwhelms him and Cassian needs a moment to recover before he kisses her back.