The stream burbled happily, the sun shone brightly, and Natira stood with a slightly bemused smile awaiting him. "You seem to have misunderstood," she stated bluntly as Obi-Wan approached her.

"I didn't exactly intend to die," he retorted. "Plus I thought there'd be some kind of insurance or something to prevent me from dying until I'd gotten the chance to live out my life. Didn't you tell me that I would get to live the consequences of my changes in some form of accelerated mode?"

Motioning for Obi-Wan to sit beside her, Natira made herself comfortable along the bank of the stream. Something in the way she sat reminded him almost of Master Yoda; not in age but rather somehow in wisdom and foreknowledge. "I did not promise you anything, as it would be impossible to predict what all of the consequences of your actions might be," she corrected, her deep indigo eyes studying him. "I told you that you would have the chance to live out each of your changed existences, but I had no way of knowing that you would choose to throw yourself into the middle of an explosion on your very first attempt."

"Well, I couldn't exactly allow Anakin to die," Obi-Wan countered. "He is the Chosen One, and I could never forgive myself if I allowed anything to happen to him. I was his Master for too long to not harbor some affection for him even now after all that has happened. Next time, I'll just have to make sure that Anakin remains in the Temple when I face Sidious."

"Next time?" Natira asked, raising one perfectly styled eyebrow.

"Yes," he stated, leaning back on his elbows to watch as the puffy clouds floated past overhead. "Now I know what to expect, it shouldn't be all that difficult to repeat it, but to make it actually work this time."

"You cannot repeat the same day," Natira explained, expecting but not reacting to his outrage as he suddenly turned to her. "You are only allowed to repeat each day of your life once."

"What do you mean I cannot repeat the same day? You never told me that," Obi-Wan exclaimed, his eyes blazing with pent up emotion.

"You didn't ask," she replied simply.

Sighing and flopping down again on his back as he brought a hand up to cover his eyes, Obi-Wan allowed himself to experience each of his emotions before releasing them. The anger and shock were expected; the sense of betrayal, however, was unexpected. "Why didn't you tell me?" he questioned, his voice slightly muffled from where his arm still lay over his face.

"You were so eager to return," Natira sighed. "Had I known that you would risk your life so foolishly, you can be assured that I would have further explained it to you. I would have never expected such recklessness from you."

"It may have been a repeat of my life," Obi-Wan argued, "but that did not mean that I could simply sacrifice other people's lives so that mine would go better. Anakin had good in him, he proved that absolutely even after spending decades as Darth Vader. I could not simply let him die anymore than I could have killed him in my first life."

"Your selflessness makes this more difficult than it has to be," she commented dryly as she idly scratched at the shale she sat upon. "I could never expect you to be totally selfish, but this is your chance to have a better life, yet you seem to refuse to embrace it."

Sitting up and resting his chin on his drawn up knees, Obi-Wan turned to regard Natira. "I could never be happy if I knew that my joy had come at a cost to someone else," he sighed. "I would never hurt another just to make my life easier."

Turning from her contemplation of the shale, Natira smiled softly. "I guess that is why the Force decided to give you this opportunity… you have definitely earned it."

Smiling sheepishly, Obi-Wan silently watched the ebb and flow of the small stream. After several moments had passed, he spoke. "Are there any other rules I should know about?"

Offering an enigmatic look, Natira shook her head. "There are no "rules" per say, just impossibilities, and unfortunately I don't know what those are until you try them."

Sighing heavily, Obi-Wan nodded. "Well, since there's only one way to find out what other "rules" I may wish to break, let's get to it."

"You have decided what other day you would like to revisit?" she asked, the question apparent in her dark indigo eyes.

"Yes," he stated simply, rising to his feet and offering a hand to Natira. Pulling her almost effortlessly to her feet, he offered his own enigmatic smile. "I definitely know what other day I would like the chance to change."