Hera takes another deep breath. There's a part of her longing to move closer to Kanan again, if only for a few seconds of stability, security, while she was felt so unstable.

She closes her eyes. "We can't know what would've happened. If things had been different on Ryloth. It's not the same here."

Nothing yet has been found to mine under the dune seas of Tatooine. And the society the Twi'leks had built long before the first invaders was simply nothing like what the Tuskens seemed to have now.