Because I wanted your company. And he had offered. And she had wanted... She just hadn’t thought. She just... acted. This had been a mistake. She didn’t want to talk to him about her nightmares. Memories. She couldn’t. If they were of anything other than her death, there would be no issue. Though she would still be hesitant to talk of them. But they were, and she could do nothing to prevent him from living through it when he went back to their world.
So she would do what she could to keep the details from him while she could. He didn’t need to carry the knowledge with him before he had to. She rose from her chair. “I appreciate the offer of tea, Obi-Wan. But I...” There was only a momentary pause before she continued. “I should go.”