#∘⡊ ☾ ˚⊹ mon mothma. ⊹ — with: jyn erso.

[withinthem]

In truth, Mon was rather new too but not new enough to be completely oblivious as to where she ended up. "Washington D.C.— the capital of the United States," she spoke plainly, her head tilting a bit as she got a better look at the other before it became clear as to who it'd actually beem. "Jyn Erso."

@withinthem | Jyn & Mon.

"What is this place?" Jyn asks the other, clearly confused as to how she had ended up here. This was not Scarif -- then again, Scarif had been destroyed, as had she.