Obi-Wan is aging surprisingly well (obi1) wrote in valarlogs,
Obi-Wan cringed, and with the beard, the spotlight was almost entirely on his eyes. For a few moments, he felt utterly in consolable; perhaps not for Margeary specifically, but it may just as well have been. He thought of his mother in those last days before she'd packed him up and sent him away, like a letter without a return address.
He cleared his throat. "Well, I've always been struck by your bravery, Loras," he said, his voice controlled, but warning quickly. He was hardly speaking about his work in the ring. "That's no secret between us. I assume Margeary learned from you. I would be very proud if I were you... to be the one she came to for help, like she did."