A Meaningful Conversation (Jan. 9)
~Two Hours Later~
I couldn’t sleep so I got up from where I was lying down and walked to the engine room. Obi-Wan was sitting in the corner where I couldn’t see him. I sat down against the bulkhead, leaned my head back, and tried to at least doze off. I heard a creak and I opened my eyes. I couldn’t see anything in the dark room; but I knew someone was with me. I closed my eyes again and ignored the noise. For some reason, I knew it was Obi-Wan. I don’t’ know how I knew; I just did.
“You know it’s rude to stare at someone when they’re trying to sleep.” I said, still with my eyes closed.
I smiled as I heard a sudden creak; as if Obi-Wan had been thinking and I had interrupted his thoughts. “I didn’t mean to startle you, Kenobi.”
“I apologize; I shouldn’t have been watching you.” He said softly. He really didn’t regret it. He too, felt a connection that he couldn’t explain; almost as if he’d known me all my life and had just been reacquainted.
My smile never left my face. “It’s alright; you didn’t stare a hole through me.” I said, laughing softly. I heard his soft chuckle get a little louder as he got up, walked towards me, and sat down next to me.
“I never thanked you for helping with the hyper drive; it is running excellently now.” He said sincerely.
I shrugged my shoulders. “It was nothing; just helping out.”
He smiled at me but I didn’t see it. “You have a lot of talent for someone your age.”
I shrugged again, really wanting to go to sleep but not being able too. “Just credit it to years of forced labor with those kinds of things.” I finally just opened my eyes and stared at the bulkhead opposite me.
“Do you miss Tattoine?” He said, a certain level of concern in his voice.
I scoffed. “That rock? Heavens, no. I don’t care where we’re going; as long as it’s away from there.” I figured he’d believe me, but from the look on his face, he didn’t.
“I think you exaggerate.” He said, his eyes boring into mine. I averted his gaze and returned to staring at the bulkhead.
“How so?” I said, trying to get him off my back.
“I’m a Jedi; Jedi can sense these things.”
I rolled my eyes but inwardly, I reluctantly admitted that he was right…much as I despised him. “You’re right; I miss my mother. I didn’t get to say goodbye properly.”
My shell started to break as I realized how much I really did miss her. A tear slipped down my cheek; I didn’t notice it at first but I saw…and felt him reach over and wipe it away. Now why did he have to do that? My thoughts suddenly turned from my mother to what he did. The little rat.
“I’m sure she misses you just as much.” Obi-Wan said in that lovely warm voice of his.
“Yeah.” I said and I closed my eyes again. But in reality, I wanted to talk to him; let him know how I truly felt. I wanted to tell him that I was scared out of my mind to be caring for Anakin by myself. I felt like I could trust him with anything; and my life. But I held back. I ignored the desire to pour my heart out to him and instead focused on trying to sleep. He got up and walked back to the chair; once seated he began to meditate. I was able to go to sleep but I must have been cold because Obi-Wan took his robe off and laid it over me. I was a little confused when I felt a rough cloth against my face when I woke up but I once I realized what it was, I was grateful. The warm, albeit rough robe completely covered me; so, like any person would be comfortable and warm, I snuggled up under it and went back to sleep.
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