"I know I'm being vague and that's confusing," Ezra says ruefully, and flashes a warm smile.

"But I get the sense that you don't mean the bits of my life story I'm dodging explaining. What about what I said made you more confused? I bet I could guess if we were both open to the Force, but-"

He spreads a hand and gives a half shrug. He likes to think he'd gotten pretty good at following his master's shifts in mood, the direction of his thoughts, if not the specifics. Ben is so closed off, trying to read his mood like that could be beyond rude, even if Ezra managed to pick anything up.