Kanan stood there quietly, reaching a hand up to scratch awkwardly at his left shoulder - there was another scar there, got it at the same time as the one through his abdomen.

Stupid mistake. Got ahead of himself. Got cocky. Wasn't dead by virtue of Stance refusing to back down and an almost immediate dunk in a bacta tank that had lasted two damn weeks.

"Didn't let myself think about it. Didn't care."

There wasn't much inflection to that, no. It came out more flat and matter-of-fact than anything.

"Found enough things to care about along the way. Eventually."