Anakin had been testing out the repairs made to his arm. Some of Gabriel's modifications had been truly inspired, enough for the Sith Jedi to be doubtful, but so far, there had been no disappointments. The arm was fully functional, and even measured his reactions faster than previously.
Which was incredible. Anakin had designed the previous arm himself, and it had surpassed anything the medics of the Old Republic could come up with. There were two more tests to conduct, but neither were practical here--
The Jedi looked up sharply at a distressed cry. A touch of the Force had him hurrying to the source, where he paused, surprised at what he saw.
Anakin approached, warily, and the woman turned to him suddenly, the cane raised in aggression. Anakin lifted his hand, influencing her thoughts as he said, "I mean you no harm. You may return safely home."