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"What?" Floria had come up behind them. Her mouth was open and her cheeks were pink.
"You broke any number of galactic laws," Obi-Wan said. "You tried to kidnap two Jedi. You sabotaged a cruiser. You-"
"But we helped you!" Floria protested.
"You didn't have much choice," Obi-Wan pointed out. "Don't worry, I'm sure the security authorities won't detain you for long. They will try to place you with a family for rehabilitation."
Dane jackknifed to his feet. "Rehabilitation? Into what?"
"You will have normal life," Obi-Wan said. "A roof over your head, schooling, a chance for a profession — "
"We are past wanting any of that," Dane said. "We have been on our on too long."
"What about your sister?" Obi-Wan asked. "Are you so sure it would not be better for her?"
Dane hesitated.
"Hey, I'm standing right here," Floria said. "And I want what Dane wants. He knows what's best. Not you."
"I'm afraid you have no choice in the matter," Obi-Wan said firmly.
They paused long enough to leave Wren at the Temple. They had called ahead so that a med team was waiting to remove him from the craft. Another Jedi came and carefully took the Sith case from Obi-Wan.
"Please inform Yoda that I will report to him shortly," Obi- Wan told him.
Obi-Wan directed Anakin to pilot the ship directly to security headquarters. There, they left Floria and Dane in the hands of a young security officer and left the body of the Tursha along with the scant information they had about him.
Floria leaned closer to the officer. "I'm glad to leave this life behind" she confided, her blue eyes very wide. "My brother and I regret the life we've led. We want to start over. Our dead parents would want it that way." Her eyes filled with tears.
Anakin rolled his eyes as the security officer led them off.
"This time I can tell when Floria is lying," he said. "I think I've learned my lesson about pretty young girls with wounded eyes."
Obi-Wan smiled. "Floria and Dan will talk themselves out of detention, I am sure."
"So they will be on the loose again." Anakin shook his head. "They are too young for that life. Isn't there anything we can do?"
"No, Padawan. It is not our mission to save them. Beings take their own paths, and sadly there is little one can do to change that." Obi-Wan stood. "Come, let's leave the cruiser here for a moment. I want to see a friend nearby."
As they walked, Anakin marveled at Obi-Wan's detachment. He felt vaguely unsatisfied from the mission-that-wasn't-a- mission. They hadn't found the mastermind behind the attack on them. A Jedi had bee wounded and had almost been killed.
And as for the training exercise, in Anakin's mind it had been a complete failure. It had not strengthened the bonds of trust between them. It had done just the opposite. It had brought up questions Anakin did not want to ponder. It had made him question the bond itself.
Obi-Wan indicated a caf© ahead. "This used to be Didi's Caf©."
"I remember Didi and Astri," Anakin said. "Did something happen to them?"
"Astri married a homesteader on the Outer Rim," Obi-Wan said. "She and Didi sold the caf© to Dexter Jettster and moved out there. I'll miss them. Didi introduced me to Dexter before he left. The first time I met him I didn't trust him, and now that I've met him a few more times I still don't trust him." Obi-Wan flashed a rare grin. "All I can say is that Dex is a character. Come and meet him."
Obi-Wan threaded through tables crowded with being from all over the galaxy. He waves at Dexter, a large four-armed and formidable presence behind the bar.
"Well, id it isn't Obi-Wan Kenobi. Glad to see you make an appearance," Dexter boomed. "I was hoping you'd still come even though Didi is gone. Naturally I will give you the same treatment." Dexter gri
Obi-Wan laughed and pushed over a few credits. "This is my Padawan Learner, Anakin Skywalker. Some juma juice for the two of us. And some information."
Dexter deftly poured the bight yellow juice into two glasses. "Sure. If I have it."
"Have you heard of someone called Granta Omega?" Obi-Wan asked, pushing the juice toward Anakin.
Dexter frowned. "No. The name isn't familiar. I'll ask around, if you like."
"Thanks." Obi-Wan took a sip of the juice as he turned to Anakin. "It was worth a shot. Dexter might have information for us one day. Then we will track Omega."
"And until then?" Anakin asked. He felt a little better. At least Obi-Wan was thinking of going after Omega at some point.
Obi-Wan pointed at Anakin's glass. "Until then, drink your juice." Obi-Wan waited until Anakin had taken a sip. "I owe you an apology, Padawan."
Anakin tore his gaze away from two odd species playing sabaac in a corner. "From what, Master?"
"You said I never share my thoughts. Instead of answering, I corrected you." Obi-Wan stared down into his juice. "It is not easy for me to share my thoughts, or my feelings. And sometimes it is necessary that I do not. When I was your age, I felt the same as you do. I thought Master and Padawan had to share everything."
"Don't they?'
"No," Obi-Wan said. "There are times when you do not need to know what I am thinking. You must trust that I know best."
Anakin shook his head. "That's hard for me. I want to know everything."
"That is a quality I treasure in you," Obi-Wan said. "But it is also a quality that you must learn to control." He gave Anakin a significant look. "There are things you keep from me, too"
"Not so!" Anakin protested.
Midnight raids on the junk heaps below the surface of Coruscant. a plan to build your own power converter. "
Anakin gri
He had worried that Obi-Wan did not have room for him in his heart. But Shmi's smile rose in Anakin's mind. Hearts have infinite room, my son.
It was one of her favorite sayings. Anakin sighed. He wished he could combine Obi-Wan's cool judgement with his mother's goodness. Someday. Maybe his Master would trust him enough to let him tangle again with the Sith.
Perhaps he would never have a Master-Padawan relationship as deep and trusting as Obi-Wan had with Qui-Gon. Perhaps Obi- Wan kept his as a Padawan in order to fulfill a dying wish. But maybe it didn't matter how it happened.