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It does make things a bit awkward it’s true. Makes it hard to get closer to him as he has literal barriers surrounding him. Obi-Wan and Luke, obviously, still care about him regardless. But even so…

“So do I,” he says quietly with a small frown.

“But enough about him. I want to hear more about you.”

"But we share a bed and bedroom more often than not now. I hadn't realised how much I miss sleeping with other people there, waking up and hearing breaths and the sounds of life around me." Despite his upbringing, Luke is naturally a fairly social person, he enjoys having people around him.

"I'm still working at the garage. We're working on getting the beach house up and liveable." He colours slightly, looking pleased. "I'm still seeing Cal. We've become quite attuned to each other. Someone- said some things that really hurt me, upset me, and he felt it and came looking for me."

Hearing that makes Obi-Wan’s expression soften. Glad to hear that Luke was getting some happiness here. That he and Din were meeting each other’s needs as best they can. It made him feel he didn’t need to worry. They would be fine even if he disappeared again. “For me it has been an acquired taste,” he said with a chuckle. He didn’t often sleep with others. Anakin being an exception in an innocent manor. But now he’s gotten used to it here and found he also enjoyed it.

At the mention of still seeing Cal though, Obi-Wan brightened with interest. “Really? You two must have quite the bond then. Good. I’m proud of you both.”

"There's also... there's less Force sensitives than there were these days. Ben and Rey are gone, I felt when they vanished." Aware of it, but with no real feelings about it. He spoke to each a single time in text. "And Finn. I did meet him, he was a nice young man."

Selfishly, Luke hopes they're gone because the horror future they came from has changed. But he just doesn't know.

Obi-Wan listens while nodding in understanding. He didn’t really feel much about those two leaving because like Luke he had only spoken with them once each. “Finn? I don’t know him.” He had never met him, didn’t even know he existed.

As they walk, Obi-Wan shudders against the cold as a wind blows past. The Jedi pulling his cloak around himself even more. It will take awhile to get used to this after being on Tatooine for months.

"I didn't know him well. We went through a funhouse together, nothing Duplicity weird for once, it was comparatively tame. He was Force sensitive." He had seemed a bit shy, but he was also star struck, which could have accounted for it.

Luke pulls off his own cloak and heaps it on top of Obi-Wan, even if it doesn't fit him. "Yeah, I remember what it was like. Not much further."

Blinking once as Luke drapes his cloak over him, Obi-Wan sighs a bit and pulls it around him too. “Thank you,” he says softly but gratefully.

Luke would know what this was like wouldn’t he? “Anakin would often get cold the first few years I was training him.” A fond note to his voice as he thought back on those good times.

Luke had adjusted quickly. Maybe because of his age at the time, not a child, nineteen and physically strong and healthy. "The shock probably helped in a way, made my system recalibrate itself."

“Ah. Well I suppose something good can come if it.” Though right now he’s just miserable and would like to be someplace warm. He had gotten a bit impatient with Anakin when he had the same struggle. Now he understood. But no matter how impatient he has been, he always relented and let the boy curl up next to him and put his cloak around him. Not unlike what Luke had done just now.

Except Obi-Wan's height makes it more difficult to walk and wrap him up at the same time. Still, they're not that far away now. "Will you be reaching out to Albert?"

“Of course. Though I imagine he must have moved on from me by now.”

Probably has another submissive and won’t need another. But who knows, maybe they could pick up where they left off.

"I think you disservice yourself and him with that." Luke gives Obi-Wan and slightly scolding look. "What you had was more than just convenience. Even if he has a contract, that doesn't mean he wouldn't welcome you back in his life."

He gets why Cal doesn't want to have their relationship touched at all by the city's contracts for a moment.

Taking a moment to think about that, Obi-Wan nods slowly. “I suppose you’re right.”

After all, if Jyn ever happened to return, then he would want her back in his life as well. He missed her terribly, and only had to move on because he was forced to. It would be the same for Albert.

Luke gives a smug little smile of "Told you so" and ushers Obi-Wan into the lobby of the apartment tower and towards the elevators.

Glad to be in the warmth of the building, Obi-Wan breathes a sigh of relief. Taking a look around, he realized everything was as he remembered it.

“It hasn’t been all that long, and yet…”

And yet it feels like longer when you've spent months on your own. Luke doesn't want to try and imagine. "We'll get upstairs and I'll get the kettle going. A hot drink will help."

"That would be wonderful," Obi-Wan says happily. "I hope you have tea."

Because right now he would enjoy a nice steaming cup of decent tea. He had still been trying to get his vaporator working properly back on Tatooine. And the water from it had been less than ideal.

"Of course I have tea." Even without Obi-Wan visiting, he does enjoy it himself and he's fairly sure Din drinks it on occasion.

“Oh good. You’re a real Jedi after all.” This said with humor as they make it to Luke’s door. Obi-Wan having warmed up enough at that point that he takes off Luke’s cloak and offers it back to him.

"Don't get too excited, I still like my caf. I just recognise there's a place for tea as well." He takes the cloak, opening the door and ushering Obi-Wan in.

Plus side. The helmet isn't here anymore! It's down at the house.

“As long as you recognize that, I won’t complain.” Obviously Obi-Wan prefers his tea, but he isn’t going to judge anyone for liking caf either.

As they step into the apartment, Obi-Wan again sighs in relief. Luke’s presence and the echoes of Din are comforting and makes him feel at home.

Politely removing his boots and cloak he takes a look around before sinking down on the sofa. It’s then he realizes how tired he is and he just takes a moment to relish the comfort.

Luke abandons his cloak and shoes in a pile and starts getting everything together. He stays quiet, hoping that if Obi-Wan is really tired and feels safe enough, he might doze and get some much needed sleep for a while.

But he doesn’t sleep. Not yet. What he does do is relax and retreat into his mind a little bit. Staring at the ceiling and comprehending his return to this place. Of what was expected of him, and how he would have to fit into life in this world all over again. At least it would be easier this time.

“I hope you and Din have kept out of any serious trouble while I’ve been gone,” he says eventually. Luke should know what he means. They city could be very demanding from time to time. It was easy for one to get in trouble if they didn’t keep a level head. His memories of such things slowly trickling back as he called upon them.

Luke gets the tea steeping and brings it all out on a tray, pot brewing, cups ready for pouring. "We've stayed out of trouble. Kept to our social circle, it helps minimise the problems, overall. Or so I've found so far."

“A good strategy, and one I use as well.”

Obi-Wan mostly kept to himself aside for the few friends he’s made. It kept things simpler, and he liked it that way. Though he was actually grateful to have any friends here at all. A stark difference from his existence on Tatooine and one he would have to readjust and settle into again.

But for now there is tea and he reaches out to take a cup. “Where is Din, anyway? I thought he was a homebody.”

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