Obi-Wan is aging surprisingly well (obi1) wrote in valarlogs,
Obi-Wan scratched the back of his neck and took a seat on the edge of the bed with a sigh. "Eh... nevermind. Forget it." At least he knew that Loras was still able to refute some misinformation. But how to explain why he believed he was a Jedi...?
He was at an utter loss. Searching his friend's feelings gave no answers, other than the fact that Loras believed he was telling the truth.
Obi-Wan flipped the hilt in is hand like he was some kind of manual exercise, which it was. He sighed again. "So, you're my padawan then? I'm the master."