Shared Understanding

Chapter 2

The Mantis, Kanan found out, meant as much to Greez as The Ghost meant as much to Hera. As he listened to Cal's captain gush over his ship, he thought that the Latero and Hera would have gotten along in terms of ship admiration.

BD-1, the little driod that had been attached to Cal's hip was now seeming stuck to Ezra like glue, which Cere found amusing, commenting on the fact that Ezra probably remained the droid of Cal when he was younger. To which Kanan replied that Ezra has always had this weird ability to connect with creatures, animals more so but Kanan has seen the kid befriend a droid or two before, even if was only for a brief moment.

And when Cere mentioned that Cal had Force Echo, an ability Kanan knew about but never actually saw a Jedi do personally because of how rare it is. He couldn't help but feel surprised.

To be able to see the echoes of a person's past, no matter how many years has gone by. To view their thoughts, their feelings even long after the person was gone... it was an incredible gift to have.

Master Billaba even mentioned how rare it was, much like Force Slow was and Force Healing.

When he stated as such, Cal, who had been sitting by Merrin, a Nightsister who Karan has been cautious about ever since they arrived here, stood up and walked towards him and pointed to Kanan's lightsaber still attached to his hip, "This ability allows me to not just hear other Jedi thoughts but also feel emotions of others, not just Jedi." Cal raised his hand and summer Kanan's lightsaber to his hand before throwing it back to him. "When I picked up you're lightsaber to hand to you, and I fell a little? That was me seeing your past, your emotions." Cal paused for a moment before continuing, "I'm so sorry for all you've gone through. Both before and after your Master died. You and I really are a lot alike."

Kanan smiled at Cal, nodding, "Thank you, and you have my condolences as well, loosing your Master couldn't have been easier then losing mine was."

Then a low hum, a silent siren buzzed in his ears. It was his bond with Ezra coming out of the haze, the kid was finally waking up after hours of being unconscious for hours. Without a moment's hesitation, Kanan rushed to his side, knowing the kid had a tendency to act irrationally whenever he woke up in a new place he did not recognize.

"Easy, kiddo. We're with friends." Kanan spoke soothingly as Ezra ceased up, and went stiff as a board at the new and unfamiliar area before him, Kanan put a hand on his shoulder and squeezed comfortingly

Blinking, still relatively disoriented, Ezra moved towards Kanan out of instinct, as he looked around the Mantis crew members. "Friends? Kanan, we know them? I've never seen them before."

"Well, not really. We all only just met recently. But it's okay, we can trust them." Kanan looked towards Cal and Cere and they both smiled. Slowly, Cal and Cere both took out their lightsabers and ignited them, and Kanan chuckled fondly when Ezra's eyes widened in shock and amazement.

"Woah! Kanan, he's— they're..."

"Like us?" Kanan finished with a laugh, "I know, bit different knowing it's not just you, Ahsoka and I, huh?"

"Yeah." Ezra breathed out, and he smiled at Cere and Cal, swinging his legs over the bed, and moved to stand, but grimaced in pain, swaying dangerously a little.

Kanan steadied him, hands gently pressed to his shoulders, "Easy, kiddo. Don't push yourself."

"Sorry, sorry." Ezra gave his Master an apologetic look, and looked back up to their new friends, "I'm Ezra,"

Cere smiled at him, "We know, you're Master has told us a lot about you while you were out." Cere moved forward and shook the kid's hand. "I'm Cere Jundo."