[ Somehow, he manages to push back his feelings enough to control what he's projecting to the Force. His expression is still one of confusion and concern, but his emotions have reigned under some semblance of control again. He doesn't sense any ill-will in her, though he's reluctant to hand over his saber to a stranger. Still..he's curious enough to see where this will lead.
Unhooking the saber from his belt, he holds it out to her. ]
Don't make me regret it.
[ His words hold no real bite, just bone-deep weariness. Obi-Wan would know what to do in this situation- or at least pretend he did. ]
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Date: 2020-03-30 03:58 pm (UTC)Unhooking the saber from his belt, he holds it out to her. ]
Don't make me regret it.
[ His words hold no real bite, just bone-deep weariness. Obi-Wan would know what to do in this situation- or at least pretend he did. ]