There is an eyeroll at the idea of blasters as weapons, and a larger headroll for the idea of companions who spend more time tinkering than is healthy for anyone.

Okay so they're lost ad visual expressions, but it's not like they aren't backed up by the appropriate emotion of fraternal understanding.

"Obi-Wan Kenobi. Jedi Knight."

The unspoken addition is the phrase 'for my sins.'