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"I won't say a word," Jyn promises as Greta takes her phone out, and she means to stand by that. Given the attention that some people pay to television shows and those who are on them, she would guess that there are more than a few people out there who'd love to know what Greta is wearing to the next party, but she sees no sense in playing into all of that. Besides, different as the circumstances are, she knows a little bit of what it's like to be on the receiving end of all of that, remembering how Poe looked at her when he was still here, a character from stories he was told rather than a real person. It's not a sensation she would wish on anyone else.

Seeing the picture, then, she grins, pleased and a little conspiratorial. Though a woman dressing in a suit like that would hardly have been noteworthy back where she comes from, she knows the same isn't true for everyone here, and anyway, Greta looks damn good like that. Even if fashion has never been a concern of hers, she can still tell that much. "That definitely seems worth branching out for," she says. "And I bet whoever you're surprising will love it, too."