"Is the kid...?" Rex starts.

"Yeah." I sigh.

I grip Ezra's limp hand. 

"Oh Kanan. I am so sorry..." Rex starts.

"I need to find his soul." Death says.

"Why is he here?" Rex asks.

"It's complicated." I say.

"How'd he...?" Rex starts.

"It was my fault. He's dead because of me." I say.

"Kanan that's not true." Rex says.

"It is." I say.

"No it's not." Hera says I hear her enter the room.

I turn to Rex.

"I'll let you two talk. You mind catching me up Grim Reaper?" Rex asks.

"Very well clone." Death says.

They walk out. Hera puts her hand on my shoulder. I grip Ezra's hand harder. Now he's a lost soul because of me. He's somewhere in the galaxy alone. He's lost and I let it happen. I could've done more. I should've done more.

"Don't blame yourself Kanan." Hera says.

"Ezra's dead body says differently." I say.

"It wasn't your fault." She says.

"Heh. I wish I could believe that." I sigh.

"He knows it wasn't your fault." She says.

"He doesn't know anything thanks to me." I say.

I lean back into my chair.

"C'mon you should get up. You've been with him long enough. I'll take over. Chopper is flying." Hera pulls me up.

I nod at her.