"What's happened to me?" Obi wan stared at his hands in shock. "I'm… I'm a-"
"A child."
Obi wan shook his head. "But I'm not."
"Obi wan." Mace sighed as he sat next to the bed. "We need you to tell us what happened in that fight. What did you do?"
"I don't know… Qui Gon, he was hurt, no he was dying… and I couldn't let that happen… but I don't know, I did what the force told me to do and it- it hurt so much but I had to do it. What did I do?" Obi wan looked up at Mace with teary eyes.
"I don't know." Mace smiled softly. "I wish I did, but- nothing like this has ever happened before."
Obi Wan closed his eyes. "Figures… I always did have to go and be different." He tried for a grin, but it didn't quite work.
"It worked. Whatever you did, it worked. Qui Gon is alive and well. The battle was won."
Obi Wan nodded softly. "And Anakin? We'd left him in a ship. He is alright?"
"Yes. He handled himself just fine."
"Good." Obi Wan stared at his hands now folded on his lap. "I don't want to see them. Is that wrong?"
"You've been through quite a shock today."
"I don't want him to know. About this. Please."
Mace looked grim. "He will find out eventually."
"Please not yet."
Mace nodded, giving in.
"What's going to happen to me now? Qui Gon has a new padawan and it's not like I can be a knight when I'm so- small?"
"I think this is where Yoda would say, 'size matters not'" Mace offered a smile while Yoda nodded. "You will be a knight. Have no fear of that. But until then," Mace put a hand on his shoulder, "I've been without an apprentice for a long time now, and it would be my honor if you would consider remedying that for me." Obi wan looked up with wide eyes. "What do you think?"
"Thank you so much Master."
Mace patted his shoulder and gave it a light squeeze. "You should probably sleep now."
"However I might look, I'm not a child." Obi Wan responded
"No, but you are still very weak and need to recover." Mace stood up. "And I think your good friend Bant would have my head if I didn't make some effort to make you rest."
Obi wan winced. "She knows?"
"Well I am your primary health care provider. Of course I do." Bant smiled as she walked in with a tray of food. "Goodbye Master Windu, Master Yoda."
Mace raised an eyebrow at her, but the two powerful Jedi exited without further comment.
"When did that happen?"
"When I filled out your forms ages back. The ones you and Master Jinn seemed to have a phobia of." She grinned again.
Obi Wan spread his arms wide. "Aren't you going to say anything?"
Bant shook her head and took him into a hug. "I don't think that's what you need right now. What ever you did… it was amazing, you saved Qui Gon's life." She squeezed him a bit tighter before letting him go and busying herself with the tray. "So I'll give you a couple of days before I start going on about how adorable you are."
Obi wan glared at her. "Thanks a lot."
"I will say that you are handling this rather well."
"I might look like I belong in the crèche, but I am 25 years old." Obi Wan snapped. "What am I supposed to do otherwise?"
"Panic a little bit? Have a bit of a tantrum?" At the look Obi Wan shot her she quickly amended, "a very mature adultish tantrum. Just have some reaction. You're always so calm about everything, but this is different."
Obi wan sighed. "Perhaps later."
She put a hand on his arm. "Well when you do, I'll be here."
He gave her a small smile. "Thank you."