"I have difficulty imagining any of us are going to let you spend much time alone. At least until you don't have to answer your door while holding a gun." Aayla sighs, wishing there was some way to turn back time. To go back to that night and make it so Bryce never laid a hand on Kate. But she knows what a waste of energy that kind of wishing is. "We just have to be patient. And not try to pretend we can do this on our own."