"Only if they were on their person at the time of transport, I suspect" But only because he and Anakin had managed to retain their lightsabers despite everything. Too bad even two lightsabers don't feel quite like enough to take down a whole slew of slavers. Certainly not without a great number of casualties from their own side.

Kenobi finds he can no longer fake his task, so he turns some on that seat and rests his arms on his knees, his clasped hands obscuring his mouth at her pretends to take interest in one of the other slaves. He doesn't think they should push it too much longer, but there's no sense of critical danger looming over them in this very moment.

He glances in Leia's direction. "I have considered gambling," he offers, as if that thought makes any real sense. "Have they set a price for you?" It feels worth the risk, he thinks, knowing what he knows of the basics of sex trading in their own galaxy. And to have Leia at his side is to have another powerful ally against these wretched monsters.