[ Closer, now, the differences between the young man he left behind and the man before him become more stark. Broader shoulders (whether in truth or fashion, he took tips on dramatics from his significant other), longer hair, a weariness in spirit-
A weight of darkness.
Not unfamiliar but it-
Any other time, back home, he'd reach out. He'd pluck the thread of their bond to divine what it is that has clouded over his hormonal Padawan's mind this time, attempt to divine what grave wrong he has committed to prompt this particular snit. Considering the course of the war it truly could be anything. In truth this is nothing he hasn't heard before.
But the vehemence behind it? Has Obi-Wan rear back as though struck, a moment of naked surprise on his face, hurt flickering in the Force before he allows it to pass through him. Whatever Anakin's reason, in his mind, it is rational.
He is often incorrect in that assumption, but ignoring the validity of his thoughts and emotions is something he's tried to avoid considering his own history with a less than attentive Master. ]
Anakin... [ Gently, now, though there is a faint flicker of amusement to see his usual gesture of irritation mirrored in this version of his Padawan grown. With this frustration, his ire, his- hurt? Whirling in the Force around them, with so much he does not know, for once the great Negotiator truly has no words.
In the moment one thing occurs as he finally reaches Anakin's level, stepping close enough that he must incline his head further to catch the familiar petulant cast of an equally familiar posture. Perhaps that's why it spills out of him. ]
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A weight of darkness.
Not unfamiliar but it-
Any other time, back home, he'd reach out. He'd pluck the thread of their bond to divine what it is that has clouded over his hormonal Padawan's mind this time, attempt to divine what grave wrong he has committed to prompt this particular snit. Considering the course of the war it truly could be anything. In truth this is nothing he hasn't heard before.
But the vehemence behind it? Has Obi-Wan rear back as though struck, a moment of naked surprise on his face, hurt flickering in the Force before he allows it to pass through him. Whatever Anakin's reason, in his mind, it is rational.
He is often incorrect in that assumption, but ignoring the validity of his thoughts and emotions is something he's tried to avoid considering his own history with a less than attentive Master. ]
Anakin... [ Gently, now, though there is a faint flicker of amusement to see his usual gesture of irritation mirrored in this version of his Padawan grown. With this frustration, his ire, his- hurt? Whirling in the Force around them, with so much he does not know, for once the great Negotiator truly has no words.
In the moment one thing occurs as he finally reaches Anakin's level, stepping close enough that he must incline his head further to catch the familiar petulant cast of an equally familiar posture. Perhaps that's why it spills out of him. ]
...You've gotten taller.