Working Alone.

Jaroon.

Kanan rushed forward and caught Ezra, noticing his eyes had turned sapphire blue again.
"Kanan, someone," whispered Ezra. "Help me."
"Don't worry Ezra, we'll help you," reassured Kanan, but by then Ezra had already blacked out.
"This is probably worse than we thought," said Hera, helping Kanan put Ezra back on the med-bay bed. "Do you reckon she'll still help us?"
"I sure as hell hope so," muttered Kanan, worried for Ezra's safety and wellbeing.

<several hours later>
"We're here," said Hera though the inter-com system on board the ship.
"Finally!" exclaimed Sabine, leaving her colourful art filled room to go outside and see two friends of hers that were on the planet.
The ship touched down on the planets surface and Kanan went to wake up Ezra. He'd been through a lot and he hoped his friend would help Ezra, despite what she'd been through and her judgement.
Kanan entered the med-bay and shook Ezra slightly. His eyes opened, revealing an amazing blue colour, and he shot up.
"Whoa Ezra," said Kanan, calming him down.
Ezra seemed to sigh with relief. Kanan really felt sorry for him.
"Come on, I want you to meet someone," said Kanan, pulling Ezra to his feet. "Someone who can hopefully help you."
Ezra obliged and followed Kanan out of the ship. There he saw five new figures along with the crew of the Ghost.
A fifteen year old looking girl with multi-coloured spiky hair stood with her arms folded watching two younger kids talking with Sabine and Hera. Beside her was a fifteen or sixteen year old boy with one arm wrapped around the girls' shoulders. On the girls' other side was another fourteen or fifteen year old boy with his arms folded, smirking at the two younger kids and talking with Zeb. The elder of the two younger children was a boy who looked about nine or ten years old and the other was a girl who looked about seven or eight years old.
"Hey Kanan!" shouted the teenage girl walking over to them. That was when Ezra noticed the girl wasn't human. The other four present were all humans but this girl had features that marked her as an alien. The main noticeable feature was a burn-striped triangular tail with a large amount of matted fur just above the triangle, along with burn-striped pointed elf-ears, pointed finger nails and burn-marks on her upper arms.
"Hey Neeran, hey Zach," said Kanan greeting the girl strange girl as if her extra features where nothing and the boy beside her.
"So what brings you and your rag-tag group of rebels here to my place?" asked the girl named Neeran. "It's not like you lot would come here just for a visit. I'm the 'crazy old hermit from up Shamley Heath' remember?"
"This kid beside me," said Kanan, ignoring Neeran's obvious observation of the crews liking for the place and indicating to Ezra behind him. "His name is Ezra and he needs your help."
"Well that's obvious," said Neeran sarcastically whilst rolling her eyes. "Why else would you come here if one or all of you didn't have problems you needed help with?"
"You know we all have problems," said Kanan, seeming to lose his cool for a second, but Neeran shrugged it off.
"Yeah, but I've been dealing with my problems for a long time," replied Neeran. "A lot longer than you know."
"Anyway," growled Kanan. "There's one other thing about him you should know."
"What?" asked Neeran. "That his master's the Inquisitor?"
"Okay make that two things," sighed Kanan. "Yes his master was the Inquisitor, but the other thing is more significant to you."
Neeran seemed interested and raised an eyebrow in interest.
"He can speak one of your 'Ancient Languages' almost fluently," said Kanan, seemingly afraid of what Neeran would say or do.
"No way," whispered the sixteen year old boy called Zach. "Neeran how does he know about that?"
"It could have been Ephraim and Mira, Zach," muttered Neeran. "I did meet their son and he was very quick to learn stuff, languages in particular. But if it is him, he shouldn't remember anything about that language at all."
Neeran seemed to ponder this for a second before asking Ezra,
"What's your last name Ezra?"
Ezra was so surprised that he stuttered in reply, "B-Bridger. Ezra Bridger."
"Oh no," gasped Neeran. "They're returning."
And after a few stunned looks, Neeran hung her head and said,
"I'm sorry Kanan, I can't help him. I made a promise seven years ago to his parents, and I don't plan on breaking their dying wishes."