Kanan's smile is thin, and a little tired.

"I wasn't going to. He's dead, anyway."

Plus his fighting style is going to be what really gives him away, to anyone that knows it.

Jedi are very . . . distinct that way. Individually.

He moves to rest his hand over Hera's for a second, squeezing lightly. She makes a lot of things easier, and he appreciates it each and every time.

"It is going to come out someday, though. This secret."