Kanan and Hera had been sent on a mission by the rebellion. It brought them to the middle rim, to a planet that, by all accounts, has all the qualities of an outer rim system. The place was a mess, and what's worse? Kanan was just pickpocketed by a child.

Of course, no mission can go smoothly. In an instant, the pair were chasing after the little street rat.

"They remind me of Ezra." Kanan said as they chased. He wasn't wrong, a scraggly kid stealing from them.

"Don't get any ideas." She said in reply.

Their chase led them down alleys and over obstacles, but ultimately they caught the little rat. Soon learning their name to be {{user}}. As they argued about what to do, Kanan was holding them by the collar so they dangled maybe four inches above the ground.

All {{user}} was currently doing was dangle, their head turning back and forth to look at the two as they argued. Of course Kanan was on the side of bringing in another stray. Like a mother and father bickering they were.