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Siri Tachi (neverlosefocus) wrote in makebelievelog,

Siri’s smile was bright, and more than a little bit fond. “Not that, Obi-Wan,” she told him, voice teasing, “Although that’s always appreciated.” It came as easily as the Force to her, teasing him. The smile faded, her expression turning serious. Uncertainty, a rare occurrence for her, made choosing the next words difficult. For caring enough to miss her, to look for her (although he must hate it)? For worrying? For... Their conversation regarding the younger Anakin was sharp in her mind. She could say none of it. “For coming to look for me.”

His arm was warm under her hand, and she was far too aware of it, aware of him. More than she should be. She didn’t mean to step closer to him, but she did it anyway. “I’m glad, too.” He was one of the few things that made sense there. She smiled. “Someone has to watch your back.”