Anakin wasn't the first troubled Jedi in the Order.
"Troubled?" The blond man raised his eyebrows with amusement, but didn't quite smile. "That's a nice way to put it."
The words could have been bitter, but weren't. Every Jedi had their struggles with the Force, but very few had to battle the Force itself, the way it bound you to the universe. Cloud Strife had to, and had lost his sanity many times for it. The Order, Council especially, hadn't been too understanding.
"You can live with it though," Cloud said, and turned his piercing blue eyes to Anakin for the first time since Anakin had approached him. "They sent you to me to learn how, didn't they?"
"Obi-Wan did, yes." It hadn't surprised Anakin, that Obi-Wan would eventually try to send him to someone else, but it had surprised him that Obi-Wan had told him it wasn't for good.
"I made a promise to you and Qui-Gon both. I'm not going to break it." There had been a touch of fear in those words; Anakin wasn't used to such displays of vulnerability, so he hadn't said a thing. After a while Obi-Wan had smiled. "But you can learn a lot from Cloud. No one has clashed as much with the Council as he has." Obi-Wan had paused. "Aside from Qui-Gon, but you don't need to learn that much from him."
"Obi-Wan, huh?" Cloud had been friendly, if distracted, so far, but this was the first time he looked interested. "As in how to shut up and deal?"
Anakin nodded. "Something like that."
Cloud folded one arm across his chest and held the other up, pressing his chin thoughtfully against his knuckles. Cloud looked into a distance, where his thoughts were apparently playing themselves out; after watching them he turned to Anakin with a grin. "Wanna learn some other stuff first?"
They got to the important things later, but as far as Obi-Wan was considered, they got there all too late.