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[notallofus]

There are days when Kanan wishes the detection capabilities of the Imperial fleet were a lot less good than they are. Those days usually coincide with missions that involve a lot of sitting around in a dead ship, with a deactivated Chopper and a lot of time to kill until contact is made.

Like today, for instance.

Probably all day, too. Hopefully not into tomorrow.

"So," Kanan says, voice pitched low and not quite sibilant enough to be a whisper. "How do you feel about another round of I Spy?"

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[notallofus]

It's that it happened to Hera, and that it's still happening to little girls and little boys, and teenagers, and their parents, and their grandparents and aunts and uncles and cousins all over the damned and bloody Empire, and the Jedi were supposed to be here to stop it and they aren't, they're dead, and there's just him left, and maybe others but maybe not, and it's all --

Shut up, Caleb.

Kanan breathes.

"Ships, stars -- from the right distance they do kind of look the same."

[for_everyone]

"Not if you know what you're looking for. Which -"

She's looking straight ahead now, and carefully reaches out toward the consul.

"It looks like someone's here..."

Whether or not that's a friendly someone, she's not sure yet. But there's definite movement.

[notallofus]

"You want me up here?"

Kanan switches to all business without a blink.

"Or down manning the guns? Just in case."

He's already standing up, ready to move.

[for_everyone]

"They should be in range to signal soon," she says, eyes fixed on the incoming ship. "But 'just in case' is probably a good idea."

[notallofus]

"Copy that."

Kanan nods at her, then goes double-time down to take position and get ready to fire.

Better safe than sorry.