It was difficult, reconciling the man standing in front of her with the man who would go on to do such horrible things. Reconciling the Anakin that she knew with what she had been told he would do. Obi-Wan’s words from the celebration echoed through her mind, his desire for her to not punish the man here for what he hadn’t yet done. And she wanted to, she wanted so very much to be able to let it go. If nothing else, for Obi-Wan. But he was the very reason she was having such a difficult time. She inclined her head. “She did, yes.”
She indicated what he had been working on with a tilt of her chin. “Don’t drop everything on my account. I’m not-” Siri cut herself off. “I didn’t mean to interrupt.”