MCA #3, Sunday Evening

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Kanan was in a pretty good mood tonight, all things considered. His day at work had been... not uneventful, but not terrible. The mynocks had been a bit of a hydrospanner in the works, sure, but those had been relocated back into the freezer more or less without incident, and as much as he dreaded the idea that Summer and Sabine were friends now, it was a welcome sort of dread. A fun sort of dread?

Hell, he trusted them both. Sure, he trusted them both to give him a difficult time, but that was an important part of their dynamic.

Or something.

He shrugged as he cut a piece of meat from the steak he was preparing in the kitchen, tossing it casually to the dog who was waiting patiently a few feet away.

"Yeah, yeah," Kanan chuckled, shaking his head at Stance. "I already know you'd help Summer do any crazy thing she wants. She's amassing an army and I'm doomed."

He seemed pretty okay with this, really.

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[futurespacemom]

Hera smiled at that. "That sounds a lot like what I told him. That you've always been able to rely on yourself, that you need to know you don't need to do it yourself, not that you can't."

She poked him lightly in the back with a lek. "Not that you've always gotten it exactly right, no, but nobody does. That's just life."

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Kanan huffed a little laugh and writhed a bit at the poke to the back, and then settled in again, shaking his head.

"That's not... not quite what he's been saying," Kanan noted, glancing sidelong at Hera. "He hasn't told me that I'm failing at anything. Just... pointed out where the damage is. Tried to steer me into addressing it."

... Sometimes with mixed results.

Sometimes poorly.

"We've been talking about how he's been approaching it. He's aware that it needs to change."

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"I'm glad." Hera gave him an uncertain smile. "I know you've been hurting lately. I'd just like to know it's a healing hurt, not a harmful one, and that you're on board for it."

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"It's forward progress," Kanan assured her. "Now that there's communicating happening."

He fell quiet for a moment or two, himself, not sure how much he wanted to share about Kaidan's own situation. He sighed.

"He knows he can't just take me by the shoulders and steer me around," he settled on. "I don't know a hell of a lot of where his head is these days. He's a lot better at picking my brain than he is about sharing what's going on in his own."

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"A lot of people are," Hera said. "Sometimes it's easier to see things from outside. And sometimes, outside is too far away to see things accurately." She shook her head. "That's why I'm asking, and why I told him to."

She settled in a little closer. "I know even I can't really understand what it's like to be Jedi, let alone what it's like to be Jedi back home the way things are now. If I ever do anything wrong because of that, I hope you'll tell me." She chuckled. "Not that you're often shy with your opinions."

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"I appreciate your asking," Kanan said, smiling faintly, and then leaning against her with a sigh. "If you ever do anything wrong because of it... of course I'll tell you. But you've been nothing but respectful of it so far. I can't see that changing."

[futurespacemom]

"I try to be," Hera said. She leaned her head against his, one lek curling up behind his neck. "But like I said, everyone makes mistakes. You're stuck with me; that won't change if we disagree."

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"That's good to know," Kanan replied, and his arm was slipping around the small of her back in turn. "I predict a lot of me making the mistakes, and you sighing and telling me I'm being an idiot, anyway."

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"That's also entirely possible," Hera said cheerfully.

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"We've met," Kanan replied, smirking faintly. "You know it's true."

Search your feelings, Hera.

[futurespacemom]

"I also know you're still better than you think you are," Hera countered, smiling back. "And I'm still happy to call you crew."