[Qui-Gon remained silent, lost in his own thoughts while Obi-Wan explained the situation and pulled the darksaber out of the chest. His situation matched Qui-Gon's own love lost, Tahl: how he'd defied the Council in absconding with his young Padawan at the behest of premonitions in nightmares, the secretive relationship between the two, and the violent nature of both women's deaths.]
[It's enough to make one think that these outcomes were a form of punishment rather than the will of the all-encompassing Force.]
[He closed his eyes and heavily sighed. He could chastise the other man and remind him that attachment was--supposedly--the crux of weakness for a Jedi and an invitation to fall to the dark side... but who was he kidding? He'd known about Obi-Wan's feelings for the Duchess during that mission so many years ago and the fling that ultimately arose. Still, he willingly turned a blind eye. After all, he'd warned a younger Obi-Wan once prior with Siri, using his own far too raw pain from losing Tahl as an example. At the time, he wanted to protect the boy. With Satine, he wanted to allow Obi-Wan the chance to make his own mistakes and see them through. It was part of letting him mature.]
[Maybe Qui-Gon had been right in not wanting Obi-Wan to grow up. Not if it meant this much sorrow.]
[He couldn't even remark on his surprise at the fabled darksaber floating before his former Padawan. The pain, denoted by a drizzle starting to patter against the window, was too prominent.]
I'm sorry for your loss, Obi-Wan.
[The words tasted bitter on his tongue; he'd been saying them far too often.]
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[It's enough to make one think that these outcomes were a form of punishment rather than the will of the all-encompassing Force.]
[He closed his eyes and heavily sighed. He could chastise the other man and remind him that attachment was--supposedly--the crux of weakness for a Jedi and an invitation to fall to the dark side... but who was he kidding? He'd known about Obi-Wan's feelings for the Duchess during that mission so many years ago and the fling that ultimately arose. Still, he willingly turned a blind eye. After all, he'd warned a younger Obi-Wan once prior with Siri, using his own far too raw pain from losing Tahl as an example. At the time, he wanted to protect the boy. With Satine, he wanted to allow Obi-Wan the chance to make his own mistakes and see them through. It was part of letting him mature.]
[Maybe Qui-Gon had been right in not wanting Obi-Wan to grow up. Not if it meant this much sorrow.]
[He couldn't even remark on his surprise at the fabled darksaber floating before his former Padawan. The pain, denoted by a drizzle starting to patter against the window, was too prominent.]
I'm sorry for your loss, Obi-Wan.
[The words tasted bitter on his tongue; he'd been saying them far too often.]