It was probably just as well, in the end. A lightsaber always worked best with the crystal that had chosen the Jedi. He suspects Master Tapal's crystal worked so well only because it went to his Padawan, because Master Tapal personally gave it to him.

When Obi-Wan leans in, he holds the hilts out a little towards him for a few seconds.

"It did," he says softly, with a nod, and puts the saber back together. "I knew then that I was ready for anything. Well, almost anything. Ready to face my past, at least." He pauses for a moment. "I should probably tell you what me and Cere were doing. Have you ever heard of the Zeffo?"