Obi-Wan is aging surprisingly well (obi1) wrote in valarlogs,
He snorted. "Do about it?" he repeated, lifting the mug to his lips and letting the steam collect on his face. "What's there to do about it?"
Obi-Wan turned. He walked to the kitchen table and sat down, releasing another blast of air through his nose. His body ached. He felt old.
"Other than confirming that it's actually happening, I don't intend to do anything about it," he said. "People like me don't...." Obi-Wan's voice trailed off and he gritted his teeth. His frown had become very heavy. "Skills like this aren't for people like me."
He found it difficult to lift his eyes. He could imagine the dawning comprehension on Loras's face. He'd seen it before on Kitty's. He'd been unable to meet her eye then too. It changes a relationship forever, when you admit to such self-loathing.