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[ It isn't hard to guess. It isn't. Having visited the temple in the aftermath of Darth Vader's introduction to the Republic, Obi-Wan is fairly well educated on the abject horror wrought by the Dark Side's newest pawn. Having seen his friends — his family, and the only one he's known before now — slaughtered in the hallways of the Jedi Temple had painted quite a vivid picture.

The difference, of course, is that undeniable divide. For Obi-Wan, there's still hope to avoid this future. For a lot of them, that hasn't been an option for nearly twenty years.

He frowns and for a moment Kenobi feels as lost as he looks. There isn't always a way to hide it. ]

I'm not certain I'm the one to fix it, either. But if it means I have to die trying, then so be it.

[ Perhaps that's even what really happened. Without someone to fill in the rest of the details, it's all Kenobi can assume. ]

[Thinking back on Ben's death, Han isn't even sure you could call it that-- if there was any attempt, it passed him right by. Just a battle of wills and light sabers. Someday, maybe, Obi-Wan will lose faith in his friend.

He hasn't yet, but he will, and he'll lie to Luke, and he'll be cut down.]

I think I'd rather survive.

[But he won't, either.]

People don't come back from that. That's what he said.

[It's most definitely not what Anakin said, but unfortunately Han isn't feeling charitable. Either way there's not a lot of reason to hope.]

[ While he doesn't directly sense any kind of deception — mostly because he isn't looking for it — the sharp edge of Han's words strikes home the depth of Solo's hurt. Any excuse he can find, he'll use. Even if it's a twisted sentiment that only has a basis among those that find it convenient to say so. ]

That's what he's been told.

[ Kenobi doesn't trust that to be true anymore. He can't. Not if he wants Anakin back. And in light of more recent events — Asajj comes to mind — Obi-Wan realizes there is hope. A thin sliver, but hope nonetheless. ]

Han. [ Said with a sigh. ] It wasn't my intention to have this conversation with you today. The wound is still fresh, so to speak, and I've let my emotions get the better of me. I'm sorry.

[ Neither one of them are all that good at playing the bad guy, so to speak. They're two good guys scrambling to hold on to what little they've managed to gain in a pretty messed up galaxy. And neither of them are right for holding on so hard, or wrong for being outraged the other might do just that. Both are loyal and fierce about it. Both are a little bit lost, too. Not so different.

Realistically, it's something they all share, whether they've been born into this saga or drawn into it. ]

I'll leave you to your shopping. [ He dips his head, somehow humbled and hurt, his flame now burning low. It's so easy to forget they're all still people under all that shielding. ] But if you need anything, I urge you to reach out to me. I'll be here.

[It is, in fact, what Anakin has been told-- which in any other circumstance would make it suspect in Han's eyes. The rigid stances of the Jedi order rub him the wrong way, and perhaps it's as ridiculous to imagine that no one could come back from that as it is to think men should-- or could-- live without attachments.

More or less, he manages not to sulk at the reproach, turning a somewhat wary eye on the other man as he apologizes. The whole thing would seem less ridiculous if he didn't have ice cream melting over his fingers.]

Right.

[He won't say that he will or he won't, but at least he's not saying never.]

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