No, I was never so fortunate as that. My old mentor, Qui-Gon Jinn, brought me here twice when I was still a Padawan Learner. We only stopped for supplies, but I remember it well.

[ Following behind her, he thinks back and envisions Master Jinn's ease, which was in direct contrast to his own unease at the time. ]

Twice, the delivery of supplies did not matched the revised manifest. On two separate occasions. [ You can almost see the tightly wound young man he once was reflected in this older, more collected Kenobi. ]

In retrospect, I suspect it was Qui-Gon's doing. He relished in my discomfort over such things.