"Well..." Kanan huffed a sigh, looked up toward the leaves of the trees towering above them. They were almost out of the preserve now, and he could see fits and starts of sky above them as they went. "You missed, anyway. No harm done. Except to that tree back there."

And once again, Kanan was thankful that it had been him, and not some well-meaning student, or anybody else who didn't have a history of Jedi training and a sixth sense for when to move.

"So." He glanced back at Peter again. "Getting home is worth dragging your mind through Hell again, is it?"