Anakin looked up, scrunching his brows. “Someone’s very negative today.”
He gestured to the hilt hanging from his own belt. “I’ve had this one for years now. You should be impressed… I am.”
He stepped towards the door and opened it. “I’ll go easy on you, stick only to Form I.” But joking aside, he wouldn’t make Obi-Wan do this in the courtyard. His friend was grumpy, that was easy enough to see, there was no reason to aggravate him more. “There are places around the lake that we can use and we won’t have an audience.”