Loose as the hug is, it still feels good, satisfying something deep down inside him that he usually pushes away. It's sitting close to the surface now, though, for some reason, and... and it's okay if it's Qui-Gon. Instead of pulling away, Ezra just curls up closer, soaking up the comfortable warmth that comes from just... just being close like this.

"I'm worried about everyone back home," he admits. "I know we're supposed to go back to when we left, but I keep thinking about what-ifs. What if I don't ever go back? What if I don't go back to the same time or the same place? What if I can't stop the things I know are going to go wrong?" He hesitates for a moment, and then... "Hera told me that... that Kanan got hurt on Malachor."

She told him it wasn't his fault, too, but guilt still weighs on his heart.