The waitress came by to take their drink orders. Obi-Wan wasn't sure what to order. He didn't understand the items listed under the beverage section: Coca-Cola? Sprite? Root beer sounded tempting, but he didn't think ordering something intoxicating during a conversation such as this would be appropriate. And who was this Dr. Pepper and why was he made into a drink? Obi-Wan just stuck with something he understood.
"Water, please."
"Bottle or tap?"
Obi-Wan blinked.
"Whichever is free of microorganisms."
The waitress gave him a funny expression and turned her attention to Leia. Once she finished with the drink order and left Obi-Wan diverted his gaze away from the menu and back to Leia.
"You sound very much like your mother. You have the same strength for diplomacy and eagerness to protect the ones you love."
It was very endearing. Obi-Wan was glad to see it. Of course, he sensed the possibility for a stubbornness in her also. But she couldn't be blamed for that. That trait was dominant on both sides.
"Please. Call me Obi-Wan, if you will. I am no longer a general. That particular war is over. And I'm afraid to say I did not do as well as I'd hoped."
There were many things he could be blamed for. And though he did not cause the war himself, he certainly did not help it any by failing Anakin. He should have kept stronger reigns on his pupil. He should have seen the warning signs. He should have been able to stop the boy from going over to the Dark Side.
Or he never should have promised to train him in the first place.
To be honest, he was surprised to hear from Jaina that he'd even considered taking on another Padawan. Obi-Wan really didn't feel as though he were wise enough to be a master. And his first attempt had been more than a failure.