The Ghost drifted through space en course for Manaan, the oceanic home world of the Selkath. Hera had put the ship on autopilot and was briefing the crew on the plan. They were to pass through Selkath security with approved weapons, then sneak into the Imperial base set up in the city, plant the bomb in the main power generator, and get out before the imperials even knew there were rebels in their base. With everyone informed and motivated, Hera went back to the cockpit while Sabine and Zeb went off to their own rooms to get ready. Ezra was about to do the same when Kanan stopped him.

"A word, Ezra?" Kanan said, beckoning him into his own room.

Ezra followed him.

When the door shut, Kanan sighed and then started speaking.

"Now you understand that this is a very risky mission, and that Selkath security will be very tight. They take their neutrality very seriously and will do whatever it takes to keep the peace in their territory."

"Yeah?" Ezra nodded.

Kanan hesitated. Clearly he was nervous about something, but finally said, "I want you to know I wouldn't ask you to do this if there was any other option."

"Ask me to do what?" Ezra asked nervously. He had a bad feeling about this.

Kanan retrieved the bomb from his pocket. It was the size of a thermal detonator, or a small fruit. He held it out for Ezra to take. "You're going to have to take one for the team, Ezra."

"Kanan? Where is this going?" Ezra asked, very worried now, hesitantly taking the bomb from Kanan.

"Before we get to Manaan, I'm gonna to need you to take this bomb into the bathroom, and I'm gonna need you to put it way up inside your butthole, Ezra."

Ezra stared back at Kanan, trying to piece together what he said. "My… butt?"

"Put it way up inside there, as far as it can fit." Kanan pointed up towards the ceiling to emphasize his point.

Ezra finally found his voice and snapped back, "…are you crazy? No! I'm not doing that!"

"Well somebody's gotta do it, Ezra," Kanan pleaded. "The bomb's not going to get through security unless it's in someone's rectum, Ezra."

"No! You do it!"

"I can't. It'll fall right out of mine. I've done this too many times, Ezra, and so has Zeb."

"You have?" Ezra raised an eyebrow, trying to process this new information about his mentor and Zeb.

"But you're young," Kanan continued, ignoring Ezra's inquiry. "Your anal cavity is still taught, yet malleable. You gotta do it for Master Kanan, Ezra! For the crew. For the whole Rebellion. You gotta put this bomb inside your butt!"

"My butt?"

Kanan got on his knees and put both his hands on Ezra's shoulders. "Come on Ezra! Please Ezra! You have to do it for all of us Ezra!"

Ezra thought about it for a moment, and then finally relented and sighed.

"Aw jeez…"