Snowy Misfortune

Skittish

Zeb sat down heavily in the common room with a sigh. Beside him, Sabine joined with a huff of her own. The next moment Chopper rolled in, followed by Zare, and took a spot to rest. They looked between each other silently before Zare shifted under the uncertain atmosphere.

"So...I understand Dev has gone through a lot and he needs to (heal), but what do you guys do now? What will you do?"

Zeb looked to the boy questionably. "Dev?"

Zare stared at Zeb with confusion then too, before Sabine intervened. "Dev was his cover name. Ezra is his real name." Taking this in, Zare slowly nodded before casting his gaze back in the direction of the med bay. "I wonder when I'll be able to speak to him."

Also turning to look at the med bay, Zeb frowned. "It'll be awhile before he's back in full swing again, but at least he's back with us. We shouldn't worry too much though, if we want him to heal fast. A bad atmosphere holds things back."

Picking her head up from her hands, Sabine peered at Zeb. "Sure he's back with us, but I'm afraid his mind isn't. Back when we took him he acted rouge, opposing everyone. The only reason he stopped was because of the lethargy of his sickness. And who's to say he won't be like that again when he's rejuvenated? The only one who can fix that is Kanan and Ezra."

Grasping the situation then, Zare sighed. "Then I guess we'll just have to believe in them."

"That's right."

Turning their attention then to Hera as she walked in, she continued. "The bond between them is strong and I believe they'll both be alright. It'll just take some time and support."

Nodding then, everyone concluded this was the only way.

~~~~~~

Kanan watched quietly as Ezra finally relaxed in his sleep.

He'd spent several minutes in a nightmare while Kanan sent comforting force through their bond. It was a struggle on Kanan's part as well, having to find something positive to think about after all that has unfolded in the past days, but he managed. After all, he wouldn't want to trouble Ezra with his own frustrations, worry, doubt, and anger. He had to do everything he could to ensure the health of his friend.

At first Ezra's force had been closed off and defensive, rejecting everything sent to him, then with force sent through physical touch, Ezra hesitantly accepted.

Now as Ezra's breath puffed in a calm pace, Kanan relaxed as well, noticing the darker features on the boy have faded to become more like his innocent self.

Standing then, he cast one last glance at his resting padawan before leaving the med bay to confront the rest of his crew.

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"He's in stable condition now. He'll probably sleep for the rest of the day, so we should rest as well, tend to your wounds."

The chatter in the room died down and eyes cast their gaze at the man entering the room.

Hera got up and stood by his side, resting a hand on his shoulder. "That applies to you as well." Looking down at the wounds on his leg and arm.

Shrugging her away, he made for the chair in the makeshift living room. Sitting down he made a curt hand gesture, beckoning the young trooper forward. Complying, Zare approached the Jedi.

"You are now a criminal of the rebellion with the help that you gave us. Though coming with us now makes you a target for the Empire, we thank you for the risk and sacrifice you gave for us and your friend here. Know now that we are your friends too and that we'll do what we can to ensure your safety as we would our own. So if you'd like, you could join us and be a part of our crew, or we could organize a set up for your hiding. It's your choice now." Staring deeply into the boy's eyes to get the message across clearly in it's seriousness.