"I'd thought the same, thought that perhaps I'd been - stunned, put under, had my weapons removed," Jyn replies, remembering as a chill runs down her spine. She'd immediately thought she'd been on Scarif somehow, that the sand and water from the planet that encased them and collapsed beneath them had travelled with her. It made no sense, thinking back, but how could she have known? "When I crawled out of the fountain, a few of the other villagers had come to help me because they heard the splashing. They explained that - no, everyone comes in stripped of everything but these," she says, pinching at and pulling the scrubs on her body. She assumes Bodhi would have realized the different colors by now, hers being red and Cassian's being black. He's the first she's seen with the turquoise. She isn't sure if that's comforting or upsetting.

"No, people here are - from different places. Some from different galaxies and star systems entirely, ones I'd never heard of. They don't seem to have the same technology we have," she continues, voice quiet so as not to arouse suspicion of another bar patrons. "But people have figured out how to procure some items - how, I'm not sure yet - and most are willing to barter for skills or other items of use." She thinks of the hairbrush and elastics that mysteriously showed up in the cabin the night before, how Cassian hadn't procured them, was just as clueless as she was. "Sometimes things also just .. show up. I haven't - figured that yet, either."