"Exactly." Anakin leaned over a little closer from behind, his chin brushing Obi-Wan's shoulder. It was maybe a little inappropriate, but not the kind of inappropriate that couldn't pass for something else. After all, his shields were too good right now, or so he thought. Not that Obi-Wan would be looking at those now that he wasn't actively training Anakin; he had always been so respectful of that as far as Anakin knew, but there WERE still moments that he worried some of his...attraction slipped through. It was a battle Anakin had been fighting since age thirteen or so, had tried to distract himself from, and almost had succeeded, but...eventually things always came back around to it in the end, no mater the additional levels of wrong here.
Maybe that was what made the idea seem so fun.
"I don't mind at all. And right." he added, wishing he had a smoother way to go about this. "I think we'll be good enough company."