“If it leads to anything other than a safe room, I'm blasting it and to hell with using my brain.” Trunks grumbled, agreeing with her. “Otherwise, it looks clear. Just the spike-pit, and the ledge on the other side is clear.”

Back to her, and as tired as he was, frustrated, hungry, and concerned, he offered her a smile. “You have this, Ahsoka. I know you do.” She'd come through worse, he was sure of it.