Bingo Square One: Herbalism
Rex knew that Obi-wan drank Sapir tea every morning if he could, it apparently had something to do with his master Qui-Gon Jinn. But, honestly, it seemed like it made him sad every time he drank it and that really shook him, why would he continue to do something that made him sad?
The memories of his lost mentor must have been bittersweet, like the tea he drank. He wanted to take the cup away from him and make him drink caf simply just so he didn't have to think about sad things himself. What was it about this Jedi that made him have the urge to wrap him up and never let go?
"I don't know how you can stand to drink that stuff, General." Obi-wan chuckled lightly; "It's good for one's health and has similar properties to the caf you drink." He knew he must have been frowning and Obi-wan was always so good at telling when something was bothering him.
"This isn't about my tea drinking is it." He sighed; "No sir, it's not. It's about how you look when you drink that tea, you've almost always had a wistful look on your face when you drink it."
Obi-wan looked surprised; "I didn't realize I made a face when drinking tea." Rex chortled; "Yeah, it's not a happy look so most of us try to avoid you when you drink your tea." Obi-wan let out a breath; "It just brings back memories that's all." He nodded and took a sip of his own cup, filled with caf rather than Sapir. They both glanced at the tent's entrance and watched the rainfall. The war was waiting for them outside the mess hall tent, just waiting to take away everything.
A rather disgruntled Ahsoka made her way into the tent and grabbed both food and drink, sitting near Obi-wan. "I wish it would stop raining." That got both men to chuckle. "Better for it to be raining then for a hot sun to burn your skin and dry your throat." Ahsoka frowned; "What Rex meant was that you have a better chance surviving here then some worlds and the rain won't kill you. At least not here." Ahsoka nodded and frowned; "Not Sapir again master Kenobi, you should stop drinking it."
That wasn't something Obi-wan was apparently expecting to come out of the young woman's mouth.
"And why do you say that Ahsoka?" She looked up at Obi-wan brows drawn together a frown ruining that young face; "Because it makes you sad." For a while the only sound was the rain hitting the tent. "I'm sorry Ahsoka, I didn't realize that you thought that. Sapir doesn't make me sad, it just reminds me of days long ago when I had a master myself."
