Anakin was out in search of something for dinner. As much as he'd grown attached to the local Chinese takeout, he needed some variety. Not just in his food, but in his surroundings, too.
He was open to the Force as he walked, getting a feel for the area. It was a good habit to get into: if you knew as much as possible about where you were, about what it felt like at various times of day, then you would know when something out of the ordinary happened. And with Exar Kun up to something, not to mention the sheer weirdness of the place, it was definitely good to know what was going on. He wasn't quite at full strength -- without bacta, healing was a slow process -- but the pain was just a dull ache and not enough to distract him anymore.
The sudden appearance of another presence, however, was.
He spotted the newcomer easily enough -- her clothes weren't the usual sort of "different" he had seen in this city -- and fell in step behind her and to the side. He waited a few seconds, then said in a friendly enough tone, "You're new."