And Obi-Wan meant it. Listening to Dolores reminded him of the days he used to spend with Anakin, when the boy was young and still learning the ways of the Force and the responsibilities of a Jedi. Obi-Wan enjoyed the opportunity to help someone the way he'd tried to help his Padawan.
But it was moments like these that Obi-Wan wished he still had Qui-Gon to share his counsel with. His master always had a way of presenting a situation from a perspective that Obi-Wan had never considered. It was as though Qui-Gon could see right through a person and know exactly what it was that ailed them, and then place them easily on the proper path to enlightenment. Despite how it may have seemed, that was not easy for Obi-Wan, especially when it came to matters with which he himself was involved. He always found himself standing in a forest, missing it for the proverbial trees.
His eyes dropped down to the book and he pushed it towards Dolores, offering her the opportunity to do what he had not yet been able to bring himself to.
"The boy I left behind. The one I was watching over. This is his book. I read my own, so I have seen what my role in his life will be, but after reading that I worried more for him than for myself. I'm concerned that I won't do enough for him with the time that I have."
His time with Luke had been so short, if the books were to be believed. He didn't know what he had expected, but he supposed that he expected something more. And Obi-Wan feared that his small influence on the boy's life would be counterproductive. Or worse, not enough to keep him from straying to the Dark Side.
"I want to read it, but I've already risked so much by reading my own story. It's not wise to look too far into the future. I know that. But I..."
He took a deep breath.
"I don't want to make the same mistakes that I did in the past with his father."