"It would," Kanan agreed. Inhaled, exhaled. Just remembered how to breathe.

Wasn't alone anymore. Hadn't been. Not for a while, now.

"It never did help," he added. "But I could pretend it did for a while." He shook his head a bit. "You're right. That isn't who I am now." A pause. "Who that is, though, that's a work in progress."