Sabine wakes up in the early hours, needing to use the 'fresher. She slips out of her room quietly and slinks down the hall, groping along the wall in the darkness. When she reaches the common area, she passes her hand over a light pad and-

Ezra is sitting at the table, staring intently at the holoimage of some schematics they'd recently procured.

"Can you turn that light down? I need to see this. I'm working."

Sabine, bleary-eyed and blinking, obliges. "Kid, what are you doing up?"

"I'm working," Ezra repeats. "I didn't want to keep Zeb up." He waves an arm in frustration, barely looking away from the schematics.

Sabine bites her lip. Zeb could hardly be sleeping, she knew. Instead, he's probably staring at the wall and fitfully dozing, just like he had for the last few nights, trying to seem unconcerned and unruffled for Ezra, like this was as normal as any other routine op… whatever "normal" even is anymore

Sabine sits and leans across the table, looking at the sketchy lines of the blue holo. "You're working on… what?" she asks.

"The plan. We can't go in there with no plan B. We need a back up plan."

"And when do we ever have one of those?" Sabine says lightly.

Ezra frowns. "Well, that's always where Kanan comes in, isn't it?"

"Oh, come on, like he's ever been good at that," she jokes. When Ezra doesn't smile, she looks down. "You've… you've been here all night, haven't you?"

Ezra nods.

"You need to get your sleep, Ezra-"

"We don't have time for that!" he says angrily, pushing down on the table as he starts to stand, but then checks his voice with a glance around the darkened common area. Quieter as he settles back to his seat, he says, "Kanan doesn't have time for that."

Sabine knots her brow. She replies determinedly, "Look. Kid. It's gonna work. I can feel it. And when we go get Kanan tomorrow, he's gonna want you awake to see it."

Ezra doesn't meet her eyes.

"You'll need all your energy tomorrow. You've done all you can for now. Come on, let's get you to bed."

Any other day, Sabine knows Ezra would have tried to toss back what he thought was a witty retort. "Oh, so you're trying to get me into bed, huh?" But he is silent. Sabine sighs. "Listen. I'm gonna use the 'fresher, and when I get back, well…"

"Yeah, yeah.

Sabine rises to use the 'fresher, and when she's finished she washes her hands slowly and takes a moment to compose herself in front of the mirror. Her brown eyes stare tiredly back at her. She can hardly imagine how much sleep Ezra and Zeb are running on…Or Hera. In her head, she composes a speech to give to Ezra about why he needs to sleep, and how being exhausted isn't any help to Kanan-

But when she steps back out into the common area, he's gone, and the Ghost is once again dark and quiet.