"I'm eighteen," Ezra clarifies. "The Emperor's still alive and horrible. The Jedi are still scattered and mostly hiding, but I know of a few survivors. One less now that Kanan's-"
Gone.
He swallows hard. He imagines Cal can fill in that blank.
"But things are changing. People are tired of being pushed around by the Empire and fighting back. And winning, sometimes," he insists. "I- ah. Did something. It was supposed to give my family and friends a chance to kick the Imperial troops off of Lothal entirely. I knew it would take me far away from them. I didn't expect.... quite this far away."
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Gone.
He swallows hard. He imagines Cal can fill in that blank.
"But things are changing. People are tired of being pushed around by the Empire and fighting back. And winning, sometimes," he insists. "I- ah. Did something. It was supposed to give my family and friends a chance to kick the Imperial troops off of Lothal entirely. I knew it would take me far away from them. I didn't expect.... quite this far away."