A light sigh and Obi-Wan’s expression softened. Anakin certainly had made some poor decisions, and he had a better understanding of why. Still, the repentant words meant a lot.

“And I’m sorry I wasn’t a better friend. That you couldn’t feel safe trusting me.”

He had his own regrets clearly, but maybe... hopefully, they could put this behind them and heal each other’s wounds. So with that, Obi-Wan leaned back and held out an arm to him in an offered embrace.

“Come.”