Probably training, or missions, or both, Ezra knows, but there's still something nice about that to hear. The air around him warms with appreciation, and maybe even smells a little nicer, something like baked apples and space waffles - smells he associates with the two places he'd ever called home before coming here.
"We can probably still do some of the things you wanted to do, too. I don't mind." That being said, though, he pushes his bowl over - again letting it scrape on the table for Kanan's ears - to offer him some of the piled-high fruit. Breakfast first, and then they can get started with just spending time together.
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Probably training, or missions, or both, Ezra knows, but there's still something nice about that to hear. The air around him warms with appreciation, and maybe even smells a little nicer, something like baked apples and space waffles - smells he associates with the two places he'd ever called home before coming here.
"We can probably still do some of the things you wanted to do, too. I don't mind." That being said, though, he pushes his bowl over - again letting it scrape on the table for Kanan's ears - to offer him some of the piled-high fruit. Breakfast first, and then they can get started with just spending time together.
The best gift he feels like he could ever get.