The Perk, Wednesday Noon

[saddeserthermit]

This second Wednesday marked the first time Obi-Wan had felt anywhere near settled on this island. Perhaps it was because - outside of minor disputes in class - he and Anakin hadn't really had an encounter since Friday. But frankly, he wasn't here to think about that. Rather, he was looking for a distraction.

He settled into a seat at the Perk with a nice cup of tea. He'd picked a bag at random; tea flavors were both similar and entirely different on every planet he landed on, and he wouldn't make a fuss about it until he figured out which ones were actually drinkable.

So far, this one was fine. He drank it slowly, as he wasn't exactly in a hurry. Fandom's locals were almost all human, but they were still an interesting crowd. Sitting here allowed him the opportunity to people-watch. As the day went on, he found himself ordering subsequent cups, at least until he found a flavor that was completely and utterly terrible.

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[sith_happened]

"To permanently attach a craft to the land, right, Master?" Anakin replied, all false innocence.

[saddeserthermit]

"It's not arts and crafts, Anakin."

[sith_happened]

Anakin snickered. "It's not arts and crafts until it's covered in glitter."

[saddeserthermit]

"In that case," Obi-Wan said dryly, "I would advise crashing a ship into the next social gathering on this island."

He put down his tea cup. It was empty, now.

[sith_happened]

"Who says I haven't already?" Anakin asked airily, standing up with his own empty mug. "I should go."

[saddeserthermit]

It was a far less awkward place and time to part than 'things'.

The air felt... clearer, just for now. Though there were many more serious conversations they should have if they were to recover... anything, this was enough.

Obi-Wan nodded. "I will see you next week," he said.

[sith_happened]

"Count on it," Anakin said with a tiny smile, walking out of the shop.

[saddeserthermit]

Obi-Wan sagged into his seat once Anakin was well out the door.

He still wasn't entirely sure what he was doing here, but he was by now certain that whatever it was, it wouldn't - couldn't involve him not talking to Anakin.

The thought gave him a sense of relief he wasn't sure he deserved.