Kanan heaved a sigh, and let his gaze fall out of focus, somewhere in the general direction of his tea.

Force, he was tired.

"Caleb wouldn't have survived," he said, softly. "He cared too much. So he kept the things the Jedi taught him that made it easier to run, and then he stopped being Caleb." He paused for a moment, and then sipped at his tea, gathering his thoughts. "I don't think I could have handled doing what you did. Becoming somebody else meant I didn't have to face what Caleb lost."