"I will hold you down and shave that shit right off your face if you ever do that," Jack said cheerfully, "It'll be my good deed for that day. A public service. Because that's the kind of friend I am."

The cheer hid a sudden, fierce resolve. Kanan hadn't been able to see himself under the bandages but the stress was all over that face. Whatever did that had better not do it.

If it happened, it happened - and if Kanan didn't kill whatever had done that to him..

That's what family was for.