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Hermit Shack in the Unexplored Wooded Area, Saturday Morning
After finding that stone last week, Obi-Wan had slept fitfully and well. Some days, perhaps, even too well. He had turned in shortly before sunset yesterday, struck by a sudden wave of exhaustion, and he had slept until the sun rose again the next morning.
Which was when he sat up in bed with so little warning that half his blankets went spilling to the floor.
His senses had just informed him of two things at once: one, that some strange Force entity had just set foot on the island, and two, that another, vastly more familiar presence had made itself known overnight and he had completely slept through it.
He cast his sheets off the bed the rest of the way, and got dressed quickly.
[[ for one, then two. ]]
Which was when he sat up in bed with so little warning that half his blankets went spilling to the floor.
His senses had just informed him of two things at once: one, that some strange Force entity had just set foot on the island, and two, that another, vastly more familiar presence had made itself known overnight and he had completely slept through it.
He cast his sheets off the bed the rest of the way, and got dressed quickly.
[[ for one, then two. ]]
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As he did so, something in his eyes crumpled.
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What was all right, he wasn't so sure.
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"Yes," he said.
From a certain point of view."Is there anything else you need? A meal, perhaps? This can't have been an easy journey."Could he get away with making another cup of tea so he could turn his back again? Yet at the same time, he couldn't quite fight the impulse to keep looking at her.
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He probably just hadn't had the right pizza yet.
"But the island knows several decent restaurants, some of which do breakfast," he said.
He was very, very grateful to have something to talk about that wasn't himself or his feelings or the fact that she had died in his arms years ago and the image was still written large in his memory.
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And fuss around without making eye contact. She'd noticed, Obi-Wan.
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It was a fairly lame attempt at humor, but he was trying.
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Eventually.
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Small talk was also fantastic.
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So was that smile, not fair, Obi-Wan."And you like them living this closely," she said. "Interesting."
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He hadn't expected to hear it again.
"So little faith," he said, and if he sounded a little whimsical, she could hardly blame him, could she?
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