[ His shoulders slump a little, as Bodhi stares down at the bar-top. As much as he kind of hates it, it's not like he's wrong about that... they know so little, and he really doesn't know anyone.

But -- ]

Well, we're not gonna figure anything out if we're not willing to work together. We're all stuck here, so we should learn to trust one another. We all want something similar. Answers, for one thing ...

[ He's speaking quickly, gesturing as he talks in a way that could suggest he's a bit worked up. Maybe he would've not trusted before - but it's just one more thing that Rogue One had changed for him. ]

And we have enough here to fear without fearing the others trapped here.