"Can we trust them?"
"We have no choice."
"Yes we do. We can stay here on this rock until we figure something out."
"You've been telling jokes and singing songs for six straight hours, Anakin. Correct me if I'm wrong, but figuring something out doesn't seem like something you're interested in."
"But look at them! They have thorns through their noses! And look at what they're wearing... what sort of huge, frightening beast do you suppose they skinned to get those?"
"Do I look like I care?"
"You should!"
"Anakin."
"What?"
"Would you be so polite as to arrange that contraption when they toss it to you... and would you please stop staring? Force, Anakin. I thought you were beyond that."
"They look weird."
"Force help us if they speak Basic..."
"What was that?"
"A prayer to the almighty Force that they'll still rescue me despite the fact that you're on the same rock."
"Barve..."
"Well, honestly... they look weird? Since when is that dangerous?"
"Um... what are they doing?"
"They want you to cross it."
"No thanks, I'll stay."
"Very well, then. Move."
"You're leaving me?"
"Just don't go anywhere and I'll pick you up once I have a ship..."
"Uughhh... FINE. I'm coming. I still don't trust them, though..."
"Just try to be polite..."
"What are they saying? And why is he pointing at me?"
"Maybe he likes that shaggy mane of yours... it does appear that the chief is the only one with long hair."
"So... he thinks I'm an authority figure of some sort?"
"Perhaps."
"Hmm... should we play at that, then?"
"Could be risky. He might see you as a threat to his position."
"Or he might see me on equal footing and be willing to speak to me."
"Well that would be convenient. If only you actually could speak to him..."
"Oh stuff it... maybe you could try and use hand gestures or something. You've done it before."
"I suppose..."
"Make up your mind. We're almost across and he looks a little cranky."
"Oh alright. As much as it pains me to do so, I believe I'll be able to suffer through being your subordinate for a while."
"..."
"Don't let it go to your head. Force knows the last thing you need is a boost to your fragile ego."
"Now would be the time to lose the bite and put on that hypnotic charm of yours, master. He looks a little iffy about this whole deal."
"Just be quiet and let me work, Anakin. Talk less and impress them. Play the part... just try not and enjoy it too much... for the sake of my own ever-fading ego. It's taken enough blows already..."
"A virtue of the light, humility is, young Obi-wan."
"I don't think they speak Yoda."
"Talking to them, I was not."
"An impertinent brat, you are."
"Charm, master, charm."
"Blast it... here we go..."
"..."
"..."
"What, exactly, did you just tell him I was?"
"Shush."
"..."
"..."
"What did you tell him? Obi-wan, what... is that for me? You got him to give me a fluffy coat?"
"It's a gift, Anakin. He'll be expecting something in return..."
"Such as...?"
"Impress him."
"With what? I don't have anything."
"..."
"You have got to be joking."
"..."
"Fine, fine... I guess it's a fair trade."
"..."
"..."
"Show him how it works."
"So he can skewer me on the spot?"
"Anakin..."
"You're being a little bossy for a servant, Obi-wan."
"..."
"Yeah. It's a light stick. Go on, show it off, wave it around... careful! No, no, no, it will hurt them... tell him to be careful, Obi-wan."
"..."
"I can't believe I just gave away my lightsaber... after all the times you scolded me for losing it."
"Ironic, isn't it."
"Oh shut up."
"Nice coat."
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