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[hebeimmortalized]

Jillie is feeling pleasantly sore in places and ways she hasn't in way too long. Paul's gone to work, and she's letting herself out so she can get some cigarettes, some condoms, and a candy bar. Her clothes — which are actually his clothes, because she'd gone to his apartment in a bikini — are haphazard on her body, but she doesn't even care.

As she locks the door behind her, she looks up to see who else is moving around. It's not early, but it's still early enough that Jillie's surprised to see anyone else in the hall.

Then she realizes what apartment the other woman is coming out of. Paul's neighbor. She can't help a smug little grin.

"Hey," she says.

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[nextchance]

Given how different the galaxy she lived in tends to be from the world most people here are familiar with, Jyn isn't actually expecting to hear a term she's familiar with. Maybe it's for that reason that she doesn't find herself particularly fazed. "Well, that's what counts," she says, and shrugs. "There are worse things than being crazy. I'm glad you're good, though. For your sake."