While Cassian is able to easily assume the role of cupcake, tea, and coffee proprietor as soon as Jyn points out the child waiting, there's not much he can do about the blush that spread up the back of his neck and to the tips of his ears.

Then she calls him Captain and his eyes cut over towards her sharply.

Somewhere, Chirrut is laughing at him. He can practically hear it.

"Well." Is there any salvaging his point, now? Probably not. "There's also cinnamon and spice." A beat. "I don't know how you feel about spices."