Jyn's body tenses in immediate reflex at his shift to defense. She isn't afraid of him hurting or attacking her - not by any stretch of the imagination - but the ingrained movement towards self-protection is a very hard thing to shatter. Almost as quickly, whatever tightness of muscle that might've lurked evaporates, rendering her into a puddle as soft as the light in her eyes at the sight of him. She has no preference as to whether he's clothed or not, so long as it's him and it's her in the same room.

Of course, she isn't going to be hurrying and urging him to toss on his clothes, either.

"Mm, thought about the latter," she replies, matching his teasing, but with a hint of seriousness in her voice. "Mostly to see how possible it would be and if it would be a security concern down the line. But since it's my first time to the flat," she explains as she flips onto her side and props herself up on a bent elbow, "I thought I should enter properly."