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Ezra was still holding onto Hera as they sat on the floor. She was crying, sobbing, and Ezra couldn’t think of anything to say.
He could have sworn that he heard Sabine yelling over the comms, but his ears were still ringing from the blast. Kanan was gone…and he couldn’t do anything to save him. Ezra felt his eyes start to water and quickly used his left sleeve to wipe his face.
He looked down at Hera, who was clutching onto her kalikori. Her head was against his chest, and his right arm was wrapped around her shoulders. He had never seen her like this, and it honestly scared him. He had no idea of what to say, or what to do. But Kanan would have…
Ezra stared back at the burning fuel depot, tears threatening to escape his eyes once more.
“Ezra. Ezra.”
Ezra shook his head before glancing at Hera, who had mostly tired herself out from crying.
“Ezra, are you and Hera all right?”
It quickly dawned on him that it was Sabine. He briefly closed his eyes before activating the comm. “Yeah…as much as we can be.”
Hera shifted away from Ezra and remained on her knees, her eyes glued to her family’s heirloom.
Ezra watched her silently, not wanting to draw her out of her thoughts. “Are you okay?” he asked the comm.
Almost a minute passed and still no response. To be honest he wasn’t surprised, and he selfishly was relieved that he didn’t have to see Sabine cry. There was only so much despair that he could take.