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

Anakin had reached the wall and chose a spot as if he might be entrenching himself for a long siege. Which this whole conversation might very well be an epic battle. Sometimes he wondered if two more stubborn Jedi could have been paired by fate than him and Obi-Wan. Master Mundi had been, quite frankly, relieved to be rid of Anakin after Obi-Wan made an astonishing recovery from the dead. That pairing was hardly dynamic; it was jilted and detrimental to both of them.

“Married life has suited me the last three years,” he said. His tone was joking, he found that one surprisingly easy to make and he would take such an opportunity if one presented itself. “Hardly new information.”

He truly wish he could return the compliment, but alas time didn’t seem to be working the miracle it had years before when Obi-Wan had risen from the Great Force Beyond. “You know what doesn’t suit me?” he said as he leaned forward on the balustrade, “This position of ‘mature by default’ you and the younger version of myself have placed me in. I’ll admit, it was a fun lark a few months ago when you were de-aged into that boy that seemed to want to impersonate a coiled spring every second of the day. But now…” he look askance at Obi-Wan, “it’s starting to settle in and that’s just not acceptable.” Anakin might even have a smile on his face.

But the smile sobered quickly. “He doesn’t understand why you’ve been absent from his life since his arrival.” Anakin looked forward again.

There had been some rain during the day, light, scattered showers, and the remaining few clouds in the air were reflecting the light of the setting sun in a display that would never be so splendid on Tatooine simply because the of the contrast the pink and oranges made against the blue. Everything was washed brown and yellow on Tatooine. Never enough water in the sky to dance colors about like here. “The explanation we gave him was flimsy at best, and it worked until he saw Galen and now… anything shy of the truth will just make him more upset. But would you tell him the truth?”