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It had been Ezra’s fault, he would actually admit it this time. Sabine had one goal in mind, but thanks to Ezra getting into an argument with Zeb her mission to get one thing in town had been sidelined as the Ghost crew had been forced back to the ship.
Ezra messed up, he knew it.
The next planet they’d stopped at he’d snuck away, skipping out on his Jedi training, even though he’d known Kanan would yell at him later.
Ezra had shown up several hours later, telling Kanan he’d just needed some alone time and refusing to explain what that had been. After a minor discussion Kanan had let him off, suspecting something had been up.
Sabine hadn’t suspected anything till she’d gone back to her room and found the package of new paints on the floor with a note, “Sorry.” From Ezra.