That one? Is pink lemonade - a little tart and a lot sweet. She's eating one, though (frosting first or not) and Cassian can relax a little. He'll have to figure out what to make for dinner, he realizes. Pasta, maybe? Something substantial.

He's not sure what he's going to do when evening comes and Jyn will want to be in her own space (probably) but he knows it's going to be an issue. In his own head, at the very least.

He'll worry about it then. "Well, good to know. Wouldn't want to assume anything." Tiny, tiny smile!