Kanan swallows, leaning back against the wall, legs crossed in a falsely casual position.

"I'm not . . . I don't know that I would be comfortable having a feeling of impending catastrophe, and then handing it off to someone who wouldn't even know what to watch out for. And how could we warn them without -- "

He waves his hand at what is, basically, himself.

"So I guess the question is, if it ever comes to that, should we? Let people in on my . . . what I can do?"