<blockquote>"Well then," she says. "Mothma. What do you want with a rebel who's good at knowing how to take a punch and not so good with following any kind of military discipline?"
"Teach me," Mothma says, "how to fight like you fight," and Jyn looks her up and down, takes in the white robe, the set of her shoulders, her clear blue eyes.</blockquote>
➤ Mon Mothma is a bit nervous and shy in a way that didn't feel quite right for her character (hahaha like I know anything actually about her....) but otherwise I quite liked the fic