Ezra Bridger: Hey!
Kanan Jarrus: You never turn your back on an enemy!
Ezra Bridger: *Okay*. But since when are you my enemy?
Ezra Bridger: What're you doin' out here, big guy?
Zeb Orrelios: Ahhh, hey, Ezra. Just gettin' a little fresh air an' privacy. Pull up a crate, watch the sunset. Heh.
Ezra Bridger: ...We're gonna be leaving soon. Kanan and me.
Zeb Orrelios: Yeah. I figured. You're goin' after the redblades, huh?
Ezra Bridger: Yeah, I don't know when we'll be back, or... if we'll be back.
Zeb Orrelios: Hey, hey-bad luck to talk like that. You'll be back. Of course, we'll probably have toppled the Empire by then. Heh. We can swap war stories.
Ezra Bridger: It's a deal.
Ezra Bridger: Oh, that's great, Zeb. I'm gonna get eaten, the last *Jedi* in the Galaxy trumped up by some crawlers, because YOU ARE TOO AFRAID TO GO OUTSIDE!