The Hermit Shack in the Woods, Monday Morning

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Unlike when Caleb had woken up in a strange bed on Friday night, there was no sudden jerk awake for Kanan this morning. There was no immediate onset of panic, no choking sense of fear of a strange place. Which didn't mean that Kanan didn't contemplate trying to exit through a window this morning too, granted. But here in Obi-Wan's shack, it would

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Obi-Wan sat up as well. His was only the immediate concern for Dume's well-being; everything else was unchanged. He turned his head and looked towards Caleb-- Kanan.

"Good morning," he said quietly. "Would you like some tea?"

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Kanan didn't look up. He didn't need to. He figured Master Kenobi would understand if he wasn't feeling up to doing terribly much at the moment, all things considered. He was silent for a couple of seconds, trying to ignore the way the Force was filling his senses, one more remnant of Caleb's time on the island.

The Force wasn't something that was so easily ignored. It never had been.

"Please," he said, just as quietly as Obi-Wan. "I think right now might be a good time for tea."

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Obi-Wan nodded.

He slid quietly out of bed - still in his tunic, as he'd gone to sleep the night before - and walked to the other side of the shack. He poured water into the cooker and turned it on, then busied himself with cups and tea bags.

He did not speak. He thought Kanan might need some time.

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Kanan took that opportunity to close his eyes again, to try to at least draw that distinction between himself and Caleb. It had been a line he'd drawn years ago, though it hadn't been so sudden as the months he'd spent without a name. It had been a wall, built brick by brick, over years. And Fandom had just blasted a large hole in it, big enough that he could look Caleb in the eye and see bits of himself staring back at him.

He pulled in a slow breath, and he quietly let himself acknowledge that boy, and that boy's pain. His fear.

"You keep doing this to me, Caleb," he muttered. "You couldn't have sat this one out?"