Kanan hesitated, biting his lip and then nodding a little. Tea would give him another reason to stay if he lost his nerve again and tried to come up with excuses to leave.

He needed to be here. Needed to be having this talk.

"Please," he replied. "Thank you."

Hey, at least he had manners, somehow.

"And now that you mention it... maybe that is part of it. It's never really been framed as this passive, welcoming thing. Not since I became a Padawan. I mean, hell, we call it the Force. Even our name for it doesn't conjure images of peace." He smiled, wryly. "Master Billaba would meditate together, when we could. That's about as peaceful as it got."