Obi-Wan is aging surprisingly well (obi1) wrote in valarlogs,
Obi-Wan was awarding himself points for each laugh he elicited from Loras, or if not quite a laugh then at least something other than a pointy-faced scowl.
When Loras asked the question, he felt his gut tighten. Immediately, he was back in time, sitting on the bedroom floor, the phone chord balled in his palm and Kitty Pryde on the other line. She hadn't even known him then, and still she had tracked him down to make sure he was alright. A smile placed on his lips, but that faded as he began to bite them.
But he wasn't going to bolt.
"We separated two years ago. I sort of took off--back to England--and Scotland--to try and sort some things out. I tried contacting her when I got back--to New York--but... no luck. I came here, to California--to start over, I guess. She got very sick. Some form of cancer, I think. I had a friend whose good with computers try hunt her down for me about a month ago. That's how I found out."