There were a few moments of quiet before Caleb replied to that.

"Yeah," he said, finally. "We're fighting the Separatists. We have a little bit of leave right now while my Master recovers, though. She took two of Grievous' hands, but he did a pretty bad number on her back in the process."

Which were all easier things to talk about than a lot of the rest of it.

"We chased him off, though. I mean. She'll be fine. She's pulled through from worse."

And now he was babbling.