"Here. Drink some water." He says.

I'm not in a position to argue. I nod and suck it down. Who is this guy? How does he know me? Who's Ezra? Me? I think so. However, I'm not sure. All I know is, we better run. These things are extremely dangerous. I've seen them kill. Blood like acid. A mouth inside a mouth. It's terrifying. 

"You don't know who you are?" He asks.

"Crazy I know. My memory was wiped." I say.

"I do not think it is." He says. 

"Good. I was worried there." I cough.

"What do you remember?" He asks.

"Absolutely nothing." I say.

"Really? Nothing?" He asks.

I nod. Should I trust him? He wipes my mouth clean from the blood. Why is he being nice to me? Do I deserve it? How does he know so much of me? I hear something. I turn. My head was spinning. I draw back. It could be one of those things.

"Stay behind me." He takes up a gun.

"Leave him alone!" She charges.

He fires. She slams it out of his hand. He grabs her. The others run up. She slams her elbow into him. He throws her back. How'd they find me so soon? I am relieved but also a little frazzled. I have no idea what is happening. 

"Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!" I stand up.

"What?" She jumps back.

"He's a friend. I think." I say.

"Thank you, Ezra." Cham Syndulla says.

"Who?" She asks.

"Who?" He asks.

"Me. Apparently." I shrug.

"You're an Ezra?" She asks.

"I really don't know." I shrug.

"We need to keep moving." Cham Syndulla says.

"Why should we trust him?" She asks.

"What choice do we have?" He asks.

"Alright, lead the way." I say to him.