*NOTE* To be clear, normally a planet such as Lothal, on an outer rim territory would not have multiple garrisons, however, given the strategic importance it is likely that in addition to the imperial dome there are several prefab garrisons that would have been deployed by star destroyers
Surprisingly enough, little happens in the following days. Instead, the Spectres find themselves able to enjoy a small amount of downtime. Elsewhere on the planet the Mandalorians are setting up hidden outposts and building up their secret stronghold, but for once the crew of The Ghost have nothing to do with it. Instead, Ursa and Bo-Katan have been overseeing the construction themselves as they negotiate with the Lothalians for resources. While Fenn Rau provides distractions attacking the Imperial outposts and garrisons elsewhere on the planet with help from Clan Onyo. Strangely, however, Imperial dome in the capital remains ominously silent, seemingly content to bide their time not even attempting to send out a force to recapture the new stripped garrison.
It is this that allows the Spectres to take their ships and find a covert landing spot near some of the caves that border the southern border of Lothal's primary continent. Once there they are quick to hide their ships amongst the rocky outcroppings the Ghost being covered in an electronic camouflage net while the Nightbrother is hidden in a cave and the front of the cave netted. Once their ships are secure, the spectres set up a small camp in one of the nearby caves, taking the opportunity to spread out a bit, rather than being cramped up in bases or ships for once.
Hera and Kanan quickly find themselves a place higher up on the cliffside, the sea mist wreaking havoc on Hera's Lekku and Kanaan wishing for a dryer area that would keep his mate happy.
Zeb defying expectations chooses to make camp a bit closer to the water. Apparently, the smell of his wet fur doesn't bother him, and he insists it's been far too long since he has had the chance to do any decent fishing.
Chopper unsurprisingly decides to take this opportunity to stay aboard the ship. The saltwater is not good for his circuits, and he seems to be enjoying his time away from his 'meatbags' in sole command of The Ghost and arguing with the Navi-computer.
Ezra and Sabine also seem disinclined to abandon their ship, except their reasons, are a bit more practical. On the one hand Ezra's prosthetic is acting up again, and he doesn't want to be walking more than he has to, while Sabine doesn't want to risk going swimming alone. Furthermore, they have brought the paints and other things necessary for Sabine to finally repaint the Nightbrother to her satisfaction even if the moisture means that the paint takes forever to dry.
Of course, this leads to another problem, that being that Sabine is not content to simply paint the outside of the ship, instead wanting to spend as much time as she can erasing all traces of the former Sith who inhabited it. As such she insists that Ezra and she camp in a nearby offshoot of the cave system, less they need to wear helmets all night for risk of fumes.
The days themselves are filled with peaceful activity for the Spectres, Hera and Kanan enjoy their time alone. Choosing to bask in the oft far too scarce opportunity to be together. Together they often do not arise until after midday, a sharp change from the patterns instilled in them by years of warfare, before spending the night laying side by side and gazing outwards to the skies over Lothal and watching the distant galaxies and planets floating by.
Zeb spends most of his days fishing as he had initially hoped, often rising before dawn to trek down the cliff face carefully before throwing his line out and settling in to watch the waves. Usually, he can even be found snoring having fallen asleep to the sounds of the ocean and only awakening as his line tugs against his finger singling his latest catch.
Sabine, at first spends the early parts of her days doing the extensive large work on the outside of their ship, finishing that early, so it has a chance it dry, before moving inside. Once inside, she sets about turning each room into something different. Gone are the once grey walls, now filled by different scenes from across the galaxy. One wall is the forests of Kashyyyk, on another the oceans of Chandrila, another even showing the rolling hills of Naboo. But it is their room that she puts the most effort into, one wall being devoted to a painting of Krownest, while another shows Ezra's spire on Lothal, and a mural of their family graces the third with a swirling galaxy on the roof overhead.
Ezra in deference to Sabine doesn't try and accompany his love during her hours spent painting, well aware of the solitude she requires for her best work. Instead, he spends his days doing little things. He awakens and makes their breakfast, kissing Sabine before shooing her off to continue her work. He spends his mornings practising his meditation, connecting through the force, healing and learning, trying to overcome his new prosthesis. He makes lunch, comming Sabine so as not to witness her work before she is ready before sitting down with her to look out over the waves together before she disappears again into her work. His afternoons are Sabre forms, guided by the Holocron as he tries to master the different forms as he builds a new one of his own, that works for him and the changes brought about to his style. The evenings are quiet times, spent cooking with Sabine over their campfire as they enjoy being together without the looming threat of death hanging over their heads before settling down for their meal. The nights are spent with Sabine, in unconscious mirror of Kanan and Hera, entwined closely beneath the stars as they reaffirm their devotion to one another.
This continues for almost two weeks, in the most prolonged period of uninterrupted rest that the spectres have ever had, until one night Kanan and Ezra both jolt upright from their sleep as a wave of cold seems to descend over them.