Everyone is going wild with celebration, and Jyn's heart is pounding, because it's too much, she waves off her friends, just needs fresh air, she'll be fine, she's fine.

When Cassian finds her sitting alone outside, a question in his eyes and a bottle of stolen whiskey in his hands, she simply nods and pats the space next her.

He lets her slump wearily against him, and as they trade sips of smoky liquor, Jyn silently watches the fragments of her father's other legacy burn through sky as shooting stars.