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OMFG! Anakin might do ~something~ *pearl clutch* (darkforcerising) wrote in makebelievelog,

“Yes,” he said. He pulled his attention away from the scenery in the distance and looked down at Padmé. His face was a mask out of habit, as if caught by a master and about to be told he shouldn’t dwell on such things that stemmed from attachments. But then he remembered who he was with, this was Padmé, she wanted to him to feel things, not repress his emotions.

“But we aren’t speaking to each other. Haven’t for a while.” Yes, there had been those two weeks where Obi-Wan had been much younger, during that time they had spoken. But that didn’t count. While Obi-Wan had been polite and friendly, that version of his former master hadn’t been his mentor or friend.

He looked away again before adding, “I remind him of things he’d rather not remember.”