This part is very short but very important in the stages of Obi Wan's heart
I think I have posted this somewhere else but for the life of me can't remember where so if this sounds familiar tell me
Obi Wan Kenobi stepped into the cool hallways of the Jedi temple, as always calmness and serenity floated around him, it felt strange to be in the temple again and not be a Jedi, he was wearing civilian clothes, not his jedi robes, but he knew this was it, this was the last sesion he would have with Jahra, she had said he had been doing well, she was beginning to understand his greif, she hadn't asked him about Cerasi again.
Jahra had been kind and patient with him, and Obi Wan liked her but he would not miss the gentle probing in his mind, the insistant questions she bombarded him with.
He wasn't the old Obi Wan Kenobi who had grown up in the temple, wasn't the boy who had meditated and ate lunch with Garen and Reeft or talked for hours with Bant.
He was a different boy now.
Older, wiser....colder?
He wasn't sure anymore, the coldness that had taken over his heart the moment Cerasi had died had not left, if anything it had grown and spread through his whole body, but Obi Wan was used to that by now. Obi Wan sat down on the chair that was specifcally for him and dropped his backpack between his feet, he looked up expectantly at Jahra putting on a face that showed nothing, doing the same with his thoughts, creating a fine transparent sheet over his thoughts so she could see what he wanted her to see. He looked at her artlessly.
Jahra smiled at him "You have come a long way Obi Wan" she said, gently "And I am very proud of you" she looked at her notes, "We have talked over many things but there is one thing I want to go over" Obi Wan's expression slipped a fraction, a black hole had opened inside, she couldn't be talking about Cerasi, please don't be talking about Cerasi, that was the only way he got through a day.
Jahra looked him straight in the eye
"I want to talk about Cerasi"
Obi Wan was paralyzed, he couldn't move, in his mind he could hear the gunshot over and over again , he felt as if Jahra was talking to him from far away
How could she do this to him?
I think I have posted this somewhere else but for the life of me can't remember where so if this sounds familiar tell me
Obi Wan Kenobi stepped into the cool hallways of the Jedi temple, as always calmness and serenity floated around him, it felt strange to be in the temple again and not be a Jedi, he was wearing civilian clothes, not his jedi robes, but he knew this was it, this was the last sesion he would have with Jahra, she had said he had been doing well, she was beginning to understand his greif, she hadn't asked him about Cerasi again.
Jahra had been kind and patient with him, and Obi Wan liked her but he would not miss the gentle probing in his mind, the insistant questions she bombarded him with.
He wasn't the old Obi Wan Kenobi who had grown up in the temple, wasn't the boy who had meditated and ate lunch with Garen and Reeft or talked for hours with Bant.
He was a different boy now.
Older, wiser....colder?
He wasn't sure anymore, the coldness that had taken over his heart the moment Cerasi had died had not left, if anything it had grown and spread through his whole body, but Obi Wan was used to that by now. Obi Wan sat down on the chair that was specifcally for him and dropped his backpack between his feet, he looked up expectantly at Jahra putting on a face that showed nothing, doing the same with his thoughts, creating a fine transparent sheet over his thoughts so she could see what he wanted her to see. He looked at her artlessly.
Jahra smiled at him "You have come a long way Obi Wan" she said, gently "And I am very proud of you" she looked at her notes, "We have talked over many things but there is one thing I want to go over" Obi Wan's expression slipped a fraction, a black hole had opened inside, she couldn't be talking about Cerasi, please don't be talking about Cerasi, that was the only way he got through a day.
Jahra looked him straight in the eye
"I want to talk about Cerasi"
Obi Wan was paralyzed, he couldn't move, in his mind he could hear the gunshot over and over again , he felt as if Jahra was talking to him from far away
How could she do this to him?