Moana nodded her head, feeling a slow smile spread over her lips. "I am. Even now, she's with me." Saying it allowed didn't make it any more believable but Moana wanted to believe. She wanted to think that her grandmother could travel through realms and be with her now. It was lonely to think that she wasn't.

Her head turned towards Jyn her expression softening to a warm smile.

"She sounds amazing and just like you. My mom says I'm more like my father." Moana crinkled her nose at that. "I'm glad too. For you being like your mother. Thank you Jyn." She knew how hard it was for Jyn to talk about her past. While they haven't explicitly spoken about it, Moana remembered how tense Jyn had been when they first met, how quiet and withdrawn.

It meant a lot that she'd share a bit of herself with Moana.