Ty is fidgeting restlessly next to Kanan as they eye their own approach to the spaceport, searching the relatively sparse crowd for a reasonable excuse to be going this way.

"Settle down," Kanan says quietly. "Do you see anything likely?"

Ty shakes his head, but refocuses, squinting and biting his lip as he tries to plot out a course.

"There's a food cart inside, sometimes. Friendly to the 'troopers. We could say I want to get something from them?"

Kanan's smile is quick. "Not bad. Let's get going, then."

Standing here is going to look suspicious pretty damn soon.