(Image Description under the Cut)Yeah. ‘Cause it’s not. One day I’m going to figur

(Image Description under the Cut)

Yeah. ‘Cause it’s not.

One day I’m going to figure out how to do Sabine’s armor justice, but apparently it is not this day.

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[Image Description]

A three panel comic featuring Sabine and Ezra, both of them about ten years older than they were at the end of Star Wars Rebels. They are in the kitchen of Ezra’s parents’ house, which looks like it has been fixed up at some point.

In the first panel Sabine is looking over at Ezra, who looks a little uncomfortable. They are both leaning on the counter.

Sabine: So on a scale of 1 to 10, how bad is this going to get?

Ezra: Oh. Uh… probably like… a six? Uh, I mean. It’s not fun. But a lot of it’s not even really your fault. So yeah. I guess. Six?

In the second panel Sabine is holding up a back with two bottles of spotchka in it. Ezra’s hand is on his forehead and he’s looking up at the ceiling with relief.

Sabine: Okay. Because I did bring booze just in case.

Ezra: Kriffing stars! Yes. Please.

In the final panel Sabine is looking at Ezra suspiciously, and Ezra has the distinct look of someone who just got caught in a lie.

Sabine: That doesn’t soundlike a six.