[Not that he assumes this is the case. It may mean something different to them now, since the war--the one he knows, at least--is presumably over. Maybe it's not droids they hate anymore, but something else entirely. Who knows?
It's given in a tone that verges on a threat, skirting it in that way Obi-Wan dislikes but can't say anything about when it is specifically very careful. It's purposeful, suggesting that he won't brook outside input on the matter, even if it was more than "nothing."
Beyond that, he doesn't move, his gaze doesn't shift from concern; Luke is still his paramount interest. His senses--even without the Force--would have to be significantly dulled to not feel that projected confusion, that curious mix between fear and interest that Anakin can't place a source for...beyond himself.
The fear is the worst part. Making it the part he doesn't want to consider at all, and yet can't rightly ignore. It would be all too easy to blame this on shock, on the pain, the disorientation of arrival, but he knows, in the deeper part of himself that can't lie, he knows. It's not any of those things.
It's him.
Only a shaky sigh escapes at that realization, and the words fall out before he properly considers how much he may not want to know:]
no subject
[Not that he assumes this is the case. It may mean something different to them now, since the war--the one he knows, at least--is presumably over. Maybe it's not droids they hate anymore, but something else entirely. Who knows?
It's given in a tone that verges on a threat, skirting it in that way Obi-Wan dislikes but can't say anything about when it is specifically very careful. It's purposeful, suggesting that he won't brook outside input on the matter, even if it was more than "nothing."
Beyond that, he doesn't move, his gaze doesn't shift from concern; Luke is still his paramount interest. His senses--even without the Force--would have to be significantly dulled to not feel that projected confusion, that curious mix between fear and interest that Anakin can't place a source for...beyond himself.
The fear is the worst part. Making it the part he doesn't want to consider at all, and yet can't rightly ignore. It would be all too easy to blame this on shock, on the pain, the disorientation of arrival, but he knows, in the deeper part of himself that can't lie, he knows. It's not any of those things.
It's him.
Only a shaky sigh escapes at that realization, and the words fall out before he properly considers how much he may not want to know:]
Can I ask what happened?