"Roughly none of which I'd recognize, so I'll just take your word for it and drink this," Kanan decided, even if putting the coffee down felt a little bit like cutting off his own hand might. "It is good, though. Really good, actually."

If he was being entirely honest, he'd probably admit that it was the best-tasting drink he'd had in years. But he was still too hung over to gush too much, anyway.

"You know, when I said I'd stop by to visit, this wasn't actually what I'd meant. Honest."