Sabine smiled and carefully placed a bacta bandage on the cheek of the child in front of her. "And there we go, all nicely covered up with bacta gel. Sorry I can't do anything about your eye though." She smiled in sympathy.

"Its okay. I'm used to to it. It will heal soon enough." Ezra said while swishing his feet back and forth slowly, peering at her with a tiny smile. "Thank you for taking care of the bruises on my cheek though, it feels a lot better now then earlier."

"You're welcome Ezra. I'm Sabine so you know" She gently ruffled his tied hair, getting a small giggle out of the child.

"I like your hair Sabine..." He said shyly. "Its really bright..."

"Why thank you, I woke up bored one day and decided I wanted to dye it." She grinned, amusing Ezra as the others looked on.

Hera smiled a bit. He was a cute kid, she'd give him that.

"Ezra, could you tell us how old you are?" She stepped closer, smiling more when those purple hued eyes looked up at her. "Eight Miss Hera. I'm eight."

"Tall for your age then aren't you. And Hera is fine." She assured.

Ezra peered up at her before smiling again and nodding. Chopper bumped into her legs and waved his arms. "This guy is Chopper, he insists to be introduced to you." The astromech waved his arms at Ezra, warbling.

Ezra waved his hand back. "Hi, I'm happy to meet you too...I like your colors." He tilted his head before peeking at Zeb who gave a little wave from his chair.

"...You're a Lasat." He stared with wide awed eyes. "I heard about you, Agent Kallus has a weapon like that." He pointed at the bo-rifle Zeb had on his lap. "...What?" Zeb sat up, staring at Ezra who shrugged. "Agent Kallus sometimes shows up at the base with the Inquisitor, he has a weapon like that."

Kanan cleared his throat before Zeb could say anything else. "This is Zeb. You already know me but since we're doing the introductions again, I'm Kanan as I told you back at the base." He smiled at Ezra. "I'm sure you're parents must be missing you a lot."

Ezra frowned at that, shuffling and pulling his shoulders up to his ears defensively. "...No, cause the Empire took them. They took my parents away cause they were doing something the Empire didn't like."

Hera lost her smile before sitting down next to Sabine, smiling sadly at Ezra. "I'm sorry Ezra. Can you tell me why they took them?" She asked gently, not wanting to upset the child more then he already was.

"Because my parents did broadcasts at home...and the Empire didn't like what they said...so they came. And then the Inquisitor came too." He hesitated. "He said I was like him..." He bit his bottom lip, looking down at his knees. "...I don't want to be like him." He whispered.

"...Well, then you can be like me Ezra." Moving forward and kneeling down in front of Ezra, Kanan peered into those shaded eyes, recognizing that they had been addled by the dark side of the Force. But as hued eyes peered back at him in surprise, Kanan knew that Ezra didn't have to be like that. If Kanan trained him. "You can be a Jedi like me."

Oh Kanan might fail, he never did achieve the rank of Jedi Knight but looking into those surprised and hopeful eyes, he felt that this was the right thing to do. To help this child because regardless of all other things, he was strong in the Force and still impressionable. And the Force as humming in approval to Kanan, feeling a stirring of connection between the two already.

"Like you? A Jedi?" Ezra's eyes were wide.

"Yes Ezra."

"...I can be warm like you?" He tilted his head like a Loth-cat, face open and full of happiness.

"I feel warm to you?" Kanan smiled at that.

"When the Inquisitor comes...he feels cold, like ice...but you...feel warm...like...like the sun?" Ezra smiled hopefully.

"...Yeah, yeah you can feel warm too. I can help you feel as warm as I do, you can be a Jedi too." Now why did the fact that he made Ezra feel warm make him almost deliriously happy?

Ezra threw his small arms around Kanan, meeping happily as he hid in the others shoulder, beaming despite his shyness.

"Guess that means you're coming with us then." Hera smiled, crossing her arms lightly over her chest.

"Yes he is." Kanan smiled a bit, glancing at Hera before standing with the kid in his arms, holding him carefully. "But for now I think its been enough excitement. Ezra are you hungry or would you like to go back to bed?" He looked to what was now his padawan.

"I..." Ezra mulled that over before peering up at him. "Bed. I'm tired, not hungry and you've taken care of my aches so I don't hurt as much anymore."

The Jedi smiled at that, tucking Ezra against his side before heading to the cabins with the child. "So um, where's he rooming?" He heard Zeb ask.

"With me. The bunk over me is free." Kanan said easily and rolled his eyes when Zeb let out a relieved breath. Normally he'd have Ezra bunk with the Lasat honestly but Ezra was wary even if he wasn't showing it and Kanan wanted to keep a eye on the child, help him adjust and...well, could anyone blame him of wanting to take care of Ezra?

This was a Force sensitive child, with enough light in him still to follow the path of the Jedi, to make a difference in the world that was to dark. Kanan had only been a padawan himself when order 66 was issued but with Ezra in his arms, he felt a sense of belonging that hadn't happened since then the days of the Jedi temple.

'How strange...I guess this is the Force doing.' He smiled at Ezra, his grin widening a bit when Ezra yawned and tucked himself against Kanan's shoulder.

Author note: Yeah, once again, I may not continue this but here's another chapter. I don't really have a lot to give for this fic for now I guess, perhaps once the other one is done?