Who: Anakin and Han What: Getting to know eachother. When: tonight! Where: The new place they live in. Warnings:I don't see any here.
Tahiri was there. Anakin couldn't deny that he felt better. Having seen her face to face set several of his worries at ease, but still some remained. Hunger was the most immediate. Anakin hadn't hardly eaten anything all weekend thanks to meditation. Trying to find answers in the Force wasn't always a fast answer. For him it had been up until he felt Jacen and Jaina and the rest of his family back in their rightful places in said Force. He had some reevaluating to do. Jacen had killed Aunt Mara. Brutally. Uncle Luke didn't even know who Mara was. Did that mean it was okay for Anakin to mention it should Luke ask what was on his mind? He didn't really think so.
Standing in the kitchen was a little depressing. There were fries he'd not been hungry for in the sink. They were too cold to eat now. He would have to look for another quick option. Microwaves were easy, but mostly unhealthy. Vegetables took time and were boring, so he settled on a sandwich. Nothing terribly exciting, but at the same time not a stand alone item of complete and total dullness either.
It was sort of awkward living with Han when Han didn't know him and didn't seem certain how to know him. So Anakin mostly stayed out of the way and found his own path. Helping others was the way of the Jedi Knight, so he worked on that, maybe through those actions the fact that he was so horribly confused about everything was going to even itself out eventually. Jacen was back to being a sith, Jaina close to him again. There were very few people he trusted anymore, a handful of Solo's and Skywalker's alike, and thus it made his head a confusing place to be. He was supposed to help people, the lightsaber attached to his belt said so. The rank of Jedi Knight in the Order demanded it.
So why was it so difficult to really place trust these days?
He wanted to talk to Han, but he hadn't known where to start. So once again he found himself idling in the kitchen, only the second time in a couple days he'd actually been out of his room and out of his Jedi trance. There was a piece of a new laser puzzle being built on the table next to his tools, it was a primitive version but he knew it was going to help in the training he was offering both his mother and Uncle should they feel an actual need to practice with their lightsabers.