Office Hours, Wednesday

[saddeserthermit]

Obi-Wan had not been in his office for quite a while, but somehow last week's events made it seem... pertinent.

So he settled behind his desk early in the morning with a nice cup of tea, attempting to meditate on the... experience of an island full of ponies. And madness. And whatnot.

Somehow, this was not a fantastic way to find harmony with one's self, which was why he gave up on it sooner rather than later.

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[uncertain_dume]

A few more moments, and Kanan was opening his eyes to look thoughtfully up at Obi-Wan.

"I suppose it isn't," he agreed. "Force knows I wasn't the best at it eight years ago before I pushed it away. It's not going to come at me like I'm some kind of Force savant now."

[saddeserthermit]

"But it will bring you some peace."

Obi-Wan turned around, taking a sip of his tea.

"So there's some value in the learning, and not just in the having learned, I wager."

At least Dume was proving to be an easier student than Anakin. (Then again, who wasn't?)

[uncertain_dume]

It did help some that, before Order 66, the Jedi life was all that Caleb had ever known. Maybe it would be harder to slip back into under other circumstances, but with Master Kenobi right there? He'd had lessons under the man before, after all.

Had it been Depa Billaba back from the dead, he would have thrown down who he had become in an instant and thrown himself back into life as a Jedi readily. Maybe with a few questions asked - he was still Caleb Dume, after all - but his Master had died for him. Master Kenobi was simply familiar. A comforting presence, all things considered. Somebody he respected.

"All lessons are worth learning," he noted, shrugging his shoulders a little. "I want to understand things. I always have. It's why I was such a pain to have in lessons back at the Temple."

The Troopers had even teased him for that, right before murdering his Master.

[saddeserthermit]

"Any teacher who had to teach Anakin prior to having you should have known better than to pretend you were so terrible," Obi-Wan said dryly. He sipped his tea again. "And those who didn't were simply ill informed."

[uncertain_dume]

"Master Billaba accused me of being infamous for it," Kanan replied, a little wryly. "But I'm pretty sure she was just teasing."

She had teased a lot. They'd had a comfortable relationship between them, Master and Padawan.

[saddeserthermit]

"Perhaps," Obi-Wan agreed.

In as much as a completely ambiguous comment could be seen to be agreeing to anything.

[uncertain_dume]

... Dammit, Kenobi.

"Perhaps? Oh, come on!"

Yeah, he had been. And the Clones hadn't even been surprised about it when she'd said as much, either. Sigh.

[saddeserthermit]

If Obi-Wan had any response to that one way or the other, he'd hide it behind both his beard and the tea.

He made his own fun.