He'll always ask… but he also is thankful to know and believe the answer.

Streamlining the motions, he slid the bedclothes out from between Jyn and the mattress, then moved forward to lay himself down beside her, refolding the sheet and blanket over them both. His hand ended on her hip, resting and moulding to its curve, anchoring and gently pulling their bodies together.

Through her clothes, could feel the slight vibration of his muscles—remaining tension—but the deeper, slow release of breath. Relief at the feel of her after too long an absence… not just from her presence but from being able to feel it.