[Something precious or painful, then. Or maybe some of both.

It's interesting, he thinks, that she got that, and he didn't get, say Kanan's lightsaber. But he has something equally as precious and little painful. He slides a small box out of his pocket.]

I haven't opened it yet, but it feels exactly like my master's holocron. Which is...you open it with the Force, and it's a little like data retrieval on an Omni, but it's limited to what's stored on it. I have another one here, with different stuff on it.

I, um. I stole it, the first time I met Kanan. I felt...something and went looking in his room, it looked valuable, and I was a hungry orphan who expected this group I'd gotten tangled up in to ditch me soon as possible. So I took it.

And then, I did get briefly ditched and locked up in an Imperial cell. I tried to calm myself down. Except I'd been instinctively touching the Force that way, since forever, not that I even knew what that was. Which opened the box. And there was this recording of..Obi-wan actually. If this is that holocron, I can show it to you, if you want. Anyway, first time I heard anyone call themselves a Jedi or talk about the Force.

[He clears his throat.] And I know Kanan's holocron was destroyed. So, just one of those weird Trench things, I guess.