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[for_everyone]

Hera has the lounge to herself for once – yes, it's because she'd sent everyone else off the Ghost on errands, but it was also time she needed alone. Her last conversation is replaying itself over and over in her mind, as she takes stock of the ship's supplies, runs through her datapad, calculates their next flight path.

A holo image of a blue-green planet glows above the dejarik board, rotating slowly. She's left the projector on top of the table, every so often looking back to it as she works, reaching for her datapad again and flipping through it.

Maybe preparing for her next conversation. Though she's used to it by now, she never really likes having to give 'I can't tell you how I know, but this is what we're doing next' news.

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[notallofus]

Kanan takes a deep breath, though he doesn't relax, not exactly. But the thrumming tension he was holding within himself has lifted, just a little.

"All right. Just -- so you know."

Another breath.

"I just really hate the thought of people dying for me."

Again, is what he does not say. Master Depa . . . there's guilt for that, still.

[for_everyone]

Hera's eyes stay down, watching his hand in hers.

"I wish I could tell you no one will get hurt."

Let alone, that no one will die.

[notallofus]

"Me, too."

Another soft exhale.

"But I wouldn't believe you even if you did. We know too much, the both of us."

[for_everyone]

"Then I can't tell you no one will die for you, either."

Now she does look up, and back to him. "But if it happens, we'll walk into it with our eyes open."

[notallofus]

"That's all I can really ask for, isn't it."

There's not much of a question in his voice, and he manages to get one corner of his mouth to curve in a rueful almost-smile.

"We'll make it work, as long as we can."

Until they can't anymore, but that day is, Force willing, very far off.

[for_everyone]

"Yes."

Hera blinks down. She thinks of moving closer to him again, maybe wants to, but then hesitates. Instead, she tightens her hold on his hand, for a moment.

"We will."

[notallofus]

As the grip of her hands on his tightens, Kanan brings up his own free hand to cover the top of hers, as well.

He holds on.

"The Empire won't know what hit it."