Her eyes float down to the crystal as his do, seeing all of its inconsistencies from the one her mother had placed around her neck so many years prior. It doesn't matter that they're not the same. It's the meaning of it. Lyra had given it to Jyn as a talisman meant to shield her from harm (Jyn wants to argue that having her actual mother would have done that better, but that's the bitterness talking), and perhaps Jyn means something similar.

There isn't the shadow of the Empire looming here, no threat of war, but -

Please, stay safe. Please, stay with me. Please. Por favor. I can't lose you. I'm sorry I'm weak, I'm sorry I'm not strong enough to do this alone. Lo siento, lo siento ..

She watches him slip it on, follows it into its hiding space - close to his skin, close to his warmth, close to his heart. Exactly where she wants to be. Lifts her eyes to meet his and shakes her head.

"It's yours now."