“It’s different,” Jyn says, and then, apparently considering that her social duty has been done, does not elaborate.
There's a pause just long enough to be awkward. "Anyway, sorry, we shouldn't keep you--" He has the presence of mind not to tug pointedly at Jyn's sleeve, but his stance strongly suggests it.
Jyn rolls her eyes but obligingly falls back into her space beside him. “Nice to meet you,” she says.