Ezra flops on the mound heavily.

"I know you worry," he replies, with soft acceptance. He cross his arms, and looks down. "Master Kenobi has said similar things to me...more than once. Every version of him that I meet, to be honest."

Even back home. That is not your responsibility, the wizard of the wastes had told him, about dealing with Maul.

"We're supposed to help people," he says eventually. "It's difficult to know when to...stop."