Ezra's already too off balance not to outright flinch away, emotionally reeling from the lack of recognition, lack of trust, the inexplicable lack of so much of what he associates with Obi-Wan.

The cosmos is wild and strange beyond imagining, he's learned these last few years. The Force works in mysterious ways. He must put away his expectations of this meeting - to him a reunion - would go, clearly.

He closes his eyes, and takes a deep breath, trying to recenter himself a little, before he opens them again and replies, more calmly, "Ezra Bridger."

He takes a small step towards the older man, studying his face intently. "...do you really not know me?"