During any other conversation, a reply that cryptic might have annoyed Kanan, at the very least. But there was something in Obi-Wan's voice, so far away that there was barely anything at all, and it was that much more loaded as a result, and it was very nearly Caleb who was looking down into his own cup, feeling sad and confused and, so help him, small.
"I don't understand, Master."
That was all he had. Even Caleb Dume didn't have the heart to dredge up a thousand follow-up questions to an answer like that.
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Date: 2016-10-21 04:47 am (UTC)"I don't understand, Master."
That was all he had. Even Caleb Dume didn't have the heart to dredge up a thousand follow-up questions to an answer like that.