Roll with the punches? "No one should be punching you," she said, looking genuinely confused. Perhaps even upset. It wasn't that there was no violence in Trench. But it always worried her when the new arrivals experienced it, before they'd even gotten off of the beach.

She knelt down in front of Ezra, the lines of her face, softening with concern. "Who was punching you?"

By the gods, she hoped it wasn't Anakin. If it was...she was seriously considering punching him.