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[hadthehighground]

She doesn’t need to worry about him feeling like she’s upstaging him. Obi-Wan understands what she means and sees the parallels. Yet there were some differences too.

“From what I’ve seen of politics, things can change quickly. But your people, they don’t know you the way I do. If they did, they never would fallen for those lies. With Anakin, I trained him, I raised him, I loved him. Yet there must have been something. Somewhere I must have fallen short.”

[peaceistheway]

"It was that personal with Bo," she reminds him, gently. "To be very honest, neither she nor I have directly addressed any of our differences, here. I let myself believe Pre Viszla was an honorable guardian for her, even if we did not see eye to eye on many things," she tells his, her voice shaking a little with suppressed anger, and an edge of self loathing.

She takes a deep breath. "She was very young, when she stopped listening to me. I don't know if I should take that as a sign of how badly I failed her, or that our entire culture failed her, or that she truly is especially stubborn. Or if we simply delude ourselves about the level of control we have over children. The truth is somewhere in the middle of all that, I suspect."

[hadthehighground]

Going quiet, Obi-Wan nods as he listens. Yes, she did have a point with Bo-Katan.

“Considering she’s your sister a certain level of stubbornness is a given,” he says with a bit of light humor.

“You have never really told me anything about her.”

He didn’t even know she had a sister until she brought it up during his botched rescue attempt. Only figuring out who the sister was after Bo-Katan rescued him and was sending him off.

[peaceistheway]

"Our mother got her safely away from-" She waves a hand around, meaning the civil war, in general. "It seemed safer not to speak of her at all."

She laughs a little. "To the point, I think I was rather superstitious about it. As if, even if no one could have overheard it, if I reminded the universe she was still out there-"

She sighs. "But she was my baby sister. I'd have never forgiven myself if she'd gotten hurt because of me somehow. She idolized our father, and she was so young when he died. And after we were reunited, after you left. Oh, anything I did that didn't fit her memory of him, or sometimes even if she just didn't like it - I was dishonoring him, in her eyes."