He follows her line of thought to it's inevitable end; blasters, mass-produced and deadly, for all their inelegance. And their lack.

"Mh. A few good Troopers might have made a certain difference in the odds, I'll give you that," Obi-Wan replies, quiet, but never too quiet to be heard. He knows their experience of what had begun as the Grande Army of the Republic was very different.

It is not the first time he's missed the solid, unwavering presence of Commander Cody. It is unlikely to be the last.

"You're always thinking of others, before yourself. When did you last sleep?"