Now that they were speaking of something other than what had brought her to his room, Siri was much more at ease. She would much rather talk of Obi-Wan’s problem than her own. This one in particular.
“Well behaved doesn’t sound like Ani at all.” Her hand was lingering on his arm; she should move it, but she was focused on their topic of conversation. “Talking to Anakin would be for the best. If anyone would know what his younger self is thinking and feeling, it would be him.”