[ Obi-Wan's heart plummets, then tries to lunge right out of his throat. It's the same terrifying sensation when the gravity goes out, when the side of the ship has blown and it's only the Force that will decide if they will live or die. All Anakin is doing is asking a question, and yet Obi-Wan feels his whole body react to the adrenaline of impending danger.
The question hangs in the air between them, oppressive, choking him. He swallows. ]
Tell you what, dear one?
[ He isn't trying to act ignorant, but there are a great many things that Anakin could be asking about. He doesn't not want to volunteer the wrong information. ]
no subject
The question hangs in the air between them, oppressive, choking him. He swallows. ]
Tell you what, dear one?
[ He isn't trying to act ignorant, but there are a great many things that
Anakin could be asking about. He doesn't not want to volunteer the wrong information. ]