Obi-Wan was turned away from Anakin, and stirred when he felt the fingers brushing through his hair. He didn’t wake up, not completely and not at first. But being roused partly, the negative vibes his partner was exuding through the Force started to filter through the haze of sleep.

He stirred again and turned over. After a few moments he reached out, with his hand and through the Force, looking to comfort the other man.

“Anakin?”

Obi-Wan’s voice was soft and filled with concern.

“Are you all right?”

It didn’t take long for him to open his eyes and notice the way the other was sitting up.