Jyn quickly waves a dismissive hand, not wanting to draw further attention - even if it's only from Kira. A moment of weakness, a moment of vulnerability. She can't spare those, not even for someone she barely knows. She attempts a nod, confirming his observation, though she knows it's mostly for her own sake than for the truth of it - "all right" is a fairly relative term now, and she's nowhere near it. But she latches onto the sentiment all the same, if it'll ground her. Even just a little.

She clears her throat, swallows the thick saliva pooled at the back of her tongue. Covers her mouth with her hand as the corners of her lips tug back into a strange sort of smile - a tactic to counteract the gag reflex. When had she learned such a ridiculous thing?, she wonders briefly.

"To what end? For the kriff of it?" The words shoot out of her mouth like venom, not directed at Kira, of course, but for whoever - whatever - might be listening.