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[ezra_of_lothal]

"I like it. It's a lot like where I'm from. Lothal," he says quietly. He realizes dropping that bit of info may also raise more questions, but he sees no point in trying to hide that he wasn't raised in the Temple.

He steps up onto the porch, his affection, and a flicker of concern, for Obi-Wan blooming in the Force. "Master," he calls gently, solidifying his presence and even projecting a little into the bond with Obi-Wan trying to convey-

He is here, with both Obi-Wan and Anakin. This is real.

[starsignited]

"I'm just glad it's not full of sand. I'll take quiet over that." Don't worry, he won't go into a sand tangent. He can do that with Rey later. But also enough of that for now.

"Obi-Wan." Anakin is pretty glad to see him and his tone is more of a relieved one. Obi-Wan looks a little more worn than normal, but Anakin assumes that's a result of the long war.

It's been taking a toll on them both.

"I'm still not sure what to think of all this, but if I'm going to be stuck in a strange place at least it's the both of us." He shoots a glance to Ezra. "And others too."