"Maybe I should do that, then," Caleb said, softly. "If I can figure out how to get there. Or... no... we're here, and here's safe, and..."

Force, his head was muddled. He hadn't slept or had a proper meal since the Clones had turned on them, and it was very much catching up with him now.

"Master Billaba told me to run," he murmured, and tried to bite back that choking, burning feeling in his throat and in his eyes. Ahsoka probably didn't need him crying all over her. "She said she'd be right behind me."

And he'd known she was lying when he ran.