How dare she. Obi-Wan has multiple skills, and he's great at all of them.
One of his skills is being able to radiate warmth with a genuine smile, and he demonstrates it as he stands.
"Seriously. It sounds like you need it."
And, you know, he wants to. He hasn't had a Padawan since Anakin, and he's convinced that one will keep his hands full forever.
He turns his head towards the bar, and puts out a hand - she responds by producing two simple combat remotes, which fly over to his grasp without actually activating on the way.
And with his other hand he gestures to the back door.
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One of his skills is being able to radiate warmth with a genuine smile, and he demonstrates it as he stands.
"Seriously. It sounds like you need it."
And, you know, he wants to. He hasn't had a Padawan since Anakin, and he's convinced that one will keep his hands full forever.
He turns his head towards the bar, and puts out a hand - she responds by producing two simple combat remotes, which fly over to his grasp without actually activating on the way.
And with his other hand he gestures to the back door.
"Shall we?"