He blinks over at Robby. "Yeah. Absolutely. In some ways the fake memories just muddied things."

He takes another long sip of water. "'We are Jedi. We're already family.' His words, here. Like, weeks after he'd met me, from his perspective, for the first time. He's uh. Been consistent on that, no matter how messy and out of order we are."

Ok, the very first time Ezra had met him, the old man in the desert hadn't used those exact words. Saving Ezra's life and planting himself firmly between Maul and Ezra, the warmth in Master Kenobi's voice telling him his way home, that he already had what he needed - that all counted in Ezra's book.