That's answer enough for her, which is signaled with another nod of the head. In a breath of a moment, the egg and bread have been devoured, their residual warmth still evaporating off her hands. It's left her somewhere between insatiably hungry and content, like her stomach can't be satisfied. She hasn't known hunger this deep since ..

The information makes Jyn retreat into her a mind for a few moments, needing to unwrap, examine, and inspect it. Large groups initially, multiple people in the fountain. No patterns to speak of. No one's seen anyone coming out of the fountain, so there's no explanation of how anyone ends up in it in the first place. She imagines there have been people staked out around it, waiting to capture the elusive moment of an arrival, but it's safe to assume there hasn't been success if it's been done. She imagines that Kira would've already told her if there had been.

"Does anyone ever leave?" she asks, eyes lost in the glow of the stove. "Alive?"