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[notallofus]

Right. So now that Ezra's Jedi education is underway, there should be some kind of formalized feedback, right?

An . . . exam of some sort. Or maybe not as formal as an exam, but --

No, probably an exam. Which means Kanan needs to come up with said exam, and whether it's written or physical or both, and what criteria count as success, and --

"Uh."

While thinking all this, Kanan has subconsciously made his way to the cockpit, pausing just inside the door as if only now thinking to check if Hera is currently less-than-busy.

"Do you have a minute?"

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[for_everyone]

"I'd be a little more worried if you weren't nervous."

At least, that'd be very unlike him.

[notallofus]

The shakiness in his smile vanishes, and Kanan almost laughs.

"You'd start thinking I was someone else, huh?"

(It's not as if Kanan hasn't learned he couldn't outrun himself if he tried. These days he doesn't want to anymore. It's a little surprising, but not the bad kind.)

[for_everyone]

"Maybe," she says, her smile also growing a bit brighter.

"But I think I know you well enough by now that I could tell if anyone'd replaced you."

And as far as she knows even the Empire doesn't have the means to pull something like that.

[notallofus]

"You know, that's pretty good to hear."

Kanan reaches out to touch her shoulder for a second, taking comfort in the contact.

He can do this. Probably.

[for_everyone]

She lifts her hand to touch his.

"I'm sure you could do the same for me."