uncertain_dume | Office #3, Friday

Kanan didn't spend much time in his office, these days. He supposed he ought to, but most students who needed him tended to be able to find him, either at the diner or on Fridays while he was training with his lightsaber.

This Friday... he was not going to be training with his lightsaber, no, and he'd messaged all the usual Friday suspects to tell them as much. If they needed him for anything besides, he was going to be in his office at the school, with a kettle of hot water on for tea, because... yeah, he was still not going to share his caf.

There was a bit of tidying to do, since he hadn't held office hours in roughly forever, so he busied himself with that while he waited for what he was sure was potentially impending disaster. He'd had to leave his blaster at home. His lightsaber was, of course, still in its component parts on his belt, because there was no way on Malachor he was going without after that one year where Vader had arrived on the island.

Ever.

Nope.

He hated Parents Weekend so much.

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"Nothing, yet," Kanan sighed, stopping and contemplating tea for the fifteenth time. "Bad feeling?"

In fairness, it was a really strong bad feeling that felt kinda like a member of the Dark Council was on the island, so Kanan's usual sense of 'on edge' was perhaps a little more edgy than usual.

"Like a continuation of last week?"

Aww, she didn't really know about having a bad feeling about things!

Aw, Rey. So young. So innocent.

"More like a cold shadow screaming at my senses," Kanan clarified. "One of those bad feelings that has the courtesy to be tangible, and you really wish it would stop doing that?"

... Did she know the type?

She really didn't.

"Jedi thing?" she guessed.

"Jedi thing," Kanan confirmed with a sigh. "I'd be happy to not find out what it actually is, honestly, but knowing my luck, it'll walk right into my office."

"Remember you can always use me as an excuse if you need to," she said, and added, "I don't know how, or how that all works."

"If it comes down to it, trust me, I'll find a way," Kanan replied, with a soft laugh. An almost-chuckle. Something still a little strained. "... Probably. You might just get me calling again afterwards to tell you that I'm alive and I'm going to move to the moon."

"There's no shelter on the moon, it'd be a terrible place to hide," Rey pointed out. Because she was practical.

"I probably can't stay on my ship forever," Kanan allowed.

It was a small ship. He'd cramp after a few days.

"And there's even less than sand there."

She couldn't judge. But still.

"Yeah, but there aren't many bad feelings on the moon. So far."

So far.

"All right, but there are still more good feelings than bad, so you can't move to the moon," she reasoned.

"... How are you always consistently better at this than I am, Rey?"

Because you were a trashfire, Kanan.

"I have some distance from it?" she shrugged.

"That probably doesn't hurt," Kanan allowed with a sigh. "It's rattling around like nobody's business and I don't want to cut myself off from it, but I'd really rather not be dealing with it right now, either."

He was still very much a Padawan, in moments like these.

"Do you have anything to distract yourself?" she wondered. This was maybe how she got through everything.

"I can meditate," Kanan supplied. "Not sure at this point if that will just make this worse or not."

"Then that's not distraction. Work on a project, or go out with Hera or something."

Rey could give plenty of advice on how to avoid feelings.

"I don't think I have any projects on the go at the moment. I suppose I could come up with one," Kanan mused. "Going out with Hera... might not be bad, either. I'll see what she thinks about that plan."

"Or, what do you do when you're bored? Also distractions," she said.

"I train, generally," Kanan replied. "But pulling my lightsaber out here in my office probably isn't a great plan."

It would be interesting if any parents actually stopped in, he supposed.

Rey blinked. "...Really? That's it?"

"I didn't exactly spend a lot of time building up great time-passing habits," Kanan answered wryly. "I could walk Stance, at least I'd be out and doing something, but if something is wrong around here I don't want to expose him to danger, either."

"No one would hurt Stance." She was confident in this.

"No," Kanan agreed, "because they'd have to go through me to try."

And woe betide anybody who tries to hurt his dog.

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