[OOC: repost, sorry, got disoriented by my icon keywords! haha]
Siri nodded tersely, trying to let go of the intensity of her emotions. It wouldn't do anyone any good, but it was just.. as much as she tried to repress it, it was kind of tearing her apart, the fact that apparently no one had seen it coming, the overthrow of the Republic. The Purge. "I still can't believe... We didn't know," she pointed out, simply. There was no use trying to justify it or make excuses for it, but nonetheless, she was faithful to the Order - unfailingly so - and as they didn't exist in Luke's time, she wanted to make sure she painted an accurate picture of them. "None of us. Even the High Council had no idea. At least that's what I've heard." Siri knew, without a doubt, that this knowledge - it was worse than hindsight. It was worse knowing it was still to come in her own time, and there was nothing she could do to stop it. Ignorance really did seem to be bliss, after all.
Moving on, though, as best as she could, she offered Luke a small smile, grateful for his understanding, and his earnest nature. Though she hadn't been in the room long enough to be completely familiar with his Force presence, she could at least sense he was being as genuine as possible, and that helped. Siri knew she couldn't run forever; she may be a Jedi, but she wasn't infallible. Things were catching up to her, in this place, making her feel almost claustrophobic. The knowledge of the future, piled on to what she already knew of her life - it was overwhelming. And as long as she was here, in a strange void of a place where what she knew didn't seem to affect what she knew of her life in their own galaxy - she figured it would be okay.
"I just want to know..." She shook her head, before starting again. "I've heard quite a bit about your... legacy, or whatever. From people even far in your own future. And from what I've heard, Obi-Wan - he survived the Purge. And that, more than anything, I know is true." She paused for a moment - either to think or to push against something in her mind, it wasn't clear - dropping her gaze just for a few seconds before continuing, "And I've heard he watched over you for most of your youth. I just. For as long as you knew him, I just want to know if he was alright." Siri had always been good at reading emotions, at understanding the Living Force and the seemingly-illogical motivations behind the actions of beings, but there was no one she understood more - it was an understanding behind the Force, despite her efforts to forget it. And she knew, even without knowing the whole story, that Obi-Wan would've felt the grief and guilt for years following Anakin's turn. He would've felt responsibility at not noticing, at the deaths of all of the lost Jedi, at surviving. Siri knew, and right now what was most important to her was finding out whether or not the rise of the Empire had completely destroyed him. She needed to know. And she needed Luke to understand her motivations without having to face them herself.