"O-.. Ob- … Keno-" The girl stuttered, blinking rapidly then frowning.

Both Jedi could feel the thoughts racing in her head.

She glanced back and forth between the two men before bringing her focus back on the master.c

As a short nervous laugh escaped her lips, she quickly slapped a hand to her mouth.

Both men didn't dare talk.

"Reinar, dear, would you give us a minute please?"

"Of course, my Lady." She gave her elder a small bow before leaving the group.

Fawnrielle's eyes were now fixated on neither men. Her expression was blank as she stared somewhere off into the distance.

She opened her mouth to talk but promptly closed it again. Her eyes darted back to Kenobi: "You mean… my.. you're-" She started, unable to finish.

"Brother, yes." Obi-Wan completed.

She didn't know what to think. Laugh? Rejoice? Her who thought she now had no family left, here had returned the prodigal son. When she asked for help she most certainly did not think they would send her brother.

The thought of it all was just too absurd. Where do you even go from there?

Reading the room, Anakin quietly got up from his spot, giving a small pat to his friend's shoulder then jogging to join the girl that had just left.

The reunited siblings starred at each other for a minute.

"You look exactly like father." She finally broke the silence.

"It's a shame, I'm sor-"

"Sorry?" She cut him off. "Sorry about what? That you never knew them? That they're dead now? That I know you can't care? That all these years my parents always tried to make me live up to your greatness even though you didn't even remember them, didn't even know I existed?" The words gushed out of her mouth before she could even have a chance to even think about them.

Of all the ways she had pictured herself actually meeting him, this certainly never came up to mind.

"I suppose I deserve that. In some way." The Jedi simply said.

"See, that's the problem with you Jedis. Always saying the seemingly right thing but never actually meaning it. You're diplomatic emotionless droids." She sighed, getting up. "I need a minute." She said as she walked away.

Obi-Wan let her be, but kept his eyes on the girl still, making sure she didn't leave his sight as she walked to a nearby pasture.

Not far from there, also keeping an eye on the situation, was Anakin.

He could sense the frustration emanating from the girl as she got up and walked away.

Pondering for a moment if he should intervene or not, he eventually excused himself from Reinar.

He cautiously approached the redhead, not wanting to be too intrusive.

She was simply standing there, looking away into the field in front of her, twisting in her hands the twig Anakin had found in her hair. The girl seemed far lost in thought.

He stood next to her for a moment, making sure she was aware of his presence before speaking up. "Is everything alright, Lady Kenobi?" He asked in a hushed voice as to not spook her.

She let out a sight, peeling her eyes away from the animals to look at him. "Oh I shall be fine." She gave him a small smile. "I do appreciate your kindness though, master Skywalker."

He smiled back at her. "Oh you flatter me my Lady, but I'm not a master Jedi… not yet anyway." He leaned on his elbows over the fence in front of them. "You can call me Anakin."

"Anakin it is then."

She was about to speak again, but the young man beat her to it. "I really don't mean to pry my Lady, but I can sense something troubling your mind. So I must ask again. Is something the matter?"

She slightly frowned at him, uncertain if he genuinely cared or again, if it was only the diplomacy speaking. After all, why would he care about what she thought.

She became suspicious for a second. "You can read my mind?"

The young padawan let out a small laugh, cocking his head a her, amused. "No, no of course not. And even if I could that, it wouldn't really be polite now would it?"

The girl blushed slightly.

"No, see. Through the force that connects us all, us Jedis, can feel the fluctuations in every living and inanimate thing. Kind of like the different vibrations on the chords of a harp if you will." He straightened himself back up. "Different emotions in us have different vibrations of different strengths and patterns. Usually, the darker the feeling, the looser the vibrations, like a low frequency hum." The Padawan explained, drawing waves in the air with his fingers. "The lighter the feelings, the tighter the vibrations, like the buzzing of a bee." He twitched his hand quickly. "Now the stronger the feelings, the stronger the vibrations and in turn the harder to ignore." The young man licked his lips as he spoke. "We learn as Jedis to tune into those vibrations. When completely in tune with them, we can associate different vibrations to different feelings." He gently reached down in her hand to grab the twig between her fingers. "And also what we call disturbances." He snapped the twig in half. "A sudden break or skip in a vibration." He gave her back the twig. "Of course there's more to it. But in short that's it."

She was listening attentively now, her eyes looking into his', soon onto his hands, soon onto his lips as he spoke.

"So no, to answer your question. I can't read your mind, but I can feel through the force that links us, like a spider on it's web, the vibrations coming from your thread."

She stayed silent, entranced by his words.

He smirked as an idea popped into his head. "So if I do this." He brushed some hair behind her ear, the sudden touch almost making her jump backwards in surprise. "I can sense the sudden shift in your thoughts."

She blushed furiously.

"Please!" She cried out. "You're taunting me now." She pleaded as she whipped her head the other way, hiding her face.

She winced, squinting hard as she tried to calm her suddenly thundering heart.

Anakin took a step back, perplexed. "I'm sorry I-"

"We should head back, your Master will be wondering what you're doing." She quickly announced before spinning around, marching back to Kenobi.

As they both arrived back to where they had originally left the master, the latter raised an eyebrow. What had Anakin done again? He pondered as Fawnrielle walked with a definite step towards him, cheeks flushed.

"So, master Kenobi, what is your plan?" She questioned as she reached him.

Well, whatever he had done, she had seemed to have forgotten their awkward prior encounter, which was fine by him.

"Uh-I-" He was taken a bit shaken by the sudden question, looking to his padawan for any clues.

Skywalker shrugged, his eyes wide as he looked from side to side in a "don't ask me" way.

"Well, the first thing we should do is try to find you a change of clothes, a warm dinner and a good night's sleep, I suppose." He pondered.

As he spoke the words, she only now realized how she had forgotten her own hunger and physical state.

The adrenaline and fear had kept her going for the past 2 days. But now that she had a moment to think about it, she was starving and weakened by the definitive lack of sleep. She was also suddenly aware of how tense all of her body was, she had to mentally tell herself to drop her shoulders. Her body ached and longed to relax.

"You're right." She sighed. "That would be much appreciated. But where?"

"Our ship is stationed in a field nearby." Anakin cut in. "We don't really have lady's clothes but we might have something laying around." He gave her a small smile, still not understanding what had just happened between them but hoping she wouldn't hold it against him for two long. "Oh! Which reminds me!"

He leaned over by the well where Kenobi was still sitting. He reached down into his satchel on the ground to retrieve the shoes they had found earlier.

He presented them to her.

"Are those?" She frowned. "Are those my shoes?" She let out a small laugh as she reached for the shoes in Anakin's hands. "I.." She bit her lip, lifting her eyes to meet his'. "Thank you."

She didn't really have any use for them anymore as she had borrowed simple leather boots from Mrs Magrid and heels weren't really practical to roam around Forrests. But she appreciated the gesture nonetheless.

"You're welcome." He smiled back at her before sending a proud smirk to his master.

Obi-Wan got up. "Alright kids, I suppose we should make our way back now, before the sun sets." He announced.

"Of course." The girl replied. "I should probably go say my goodbyes to Mrs Magrid and Reinar first though. I also need to pick up the supplies they have kindly accepted to lend me." She added.

Anakin stepped forward. "Do you need help?"

"Oh no, I shall be alright." Fawnrielle answered with a smile. With that, she courteously nodded at Kenobi before making her way.

Once alone, the two Jedis packed up their things, preparing to leave.

"What happened over there?" Kenobi asked, raising an eyebrow at his padawan.

"Well I could ask you the same thing." The padawan replied, grabbing the bandages they had used earlier and putting them in his bag. They might need those later.

"Whatever do you mean?"

"Well not long after she found out who you were and I left, it only took a few minutes before she ran away from you." He chuckled as he added. "I can't blame her though." The master rolled his eyes at his comment. "What did you say to her, she seemed… distraught."

Obi-Wan sighted. "All I can say is that she did not rejoice in the revelation of our relatedness."

Anakin nodded in understandment.

"But she came back blushing from whatever you said to her." Kenobi added, curious to know what could have happened by that fence.

"I simply.. I don't know.. I said something and she got flustered but-" He tried to explain.

"Oh don't think I haven't noticed your gawking, Anakin."

The Padawan very badly faked surprise. "Whatever do you mean by that?"

The master laughed. "You think I was born yesterday? Listen, I understand you are going through plenty of changes moving from childhood into adulthood, bu-"

"Master!" Anakin intervened.

"But you must learn to suppress those feelings." He ignored the plaints of his padawan. "You must learn to control those urges just as the rest. How can you expect to keep a clear mind and-"

"Ready?" A female voice spoke up, almost making the two men jump.

Facing the well, they hadn't noticed Fawnrielle coming back from her errand.

There she stood, a hand on her hip. She had gotten rid of her soiled dress and was now wearing a simple linen shift dress and pants. Her red hair was now all up, braided in a single bun at the nape of her neck with only a few strands of loose hair shaping her face. "Gossiping were we now?" She raised an eyebrow at the two men as they turned around.

They just stared at her for a moment like two children caught stealing cookies from the jar.

She sighed, rolling her eyes. "Let's go gentlemen."

The two men didn't have to be told twice as they started making their way back to the ship.

They walked in silence for a few minutes as they marched through the forrest.

Obi-Wan was the first one to speak up after a while. "So, in order for us to make a clear plan of attack, do you think you could relate everything that's happened for us, everything you can recall?"

They walked in a single file, Obi-Wan leading, Fawnrielle in the middle and Anakin closing the march.

"well." She started. "About a week ago, as I mentioned in the hologram I sent. Our miners discovered while dynamiting, the entrance to a cave that contains massive amounts of pure Kyber. It's the farthest we've ever been and our scientists believe there might be much more to discover if we dig this deep all over the planet." She explained.

"Jewton is a mining colony of the Republic, I think, right?" Anakin asked.

"Yes, there is no senator or king or such. So we are under direct authority of Coruscant. My-.. our family has been on the foreground of the mining industry for almost 2 centuries now. So much as we now own smaller companies or buy and resell the products of independent miners. Our contacts permit us to have the monopoly on all exports from Jewton. We never really sealed in high valuable materials before, we extract in large quantities all over the planet regular materials, so we were never at danger of such events before. What I'm confused about is how the news got out so quick since only the employee from that one mine and us knew about the deposit. Well, and the officials we deal with on Coruscant."

She interrupted her explanation for a moment as they reached the lake where she had spend the night. "N-3?" She shouted as she jogged towards where both men had found her belongings earlier during the day.

"Are you looking for the droid?" Obi-Wan asked.

"Yes!" She shouted back at them as she started lifting branches expecting to find her droid. "He's a, N series, 3PO type droid! He powered down somewhere around here. Oh I hope he didn't get taken or anything."

"He's fine." Anakin informed her as he approached the worried girl. "Well… He will be fine once I repair him. He's on board our ship. I had my droid come fetch him."

"You know how to repair droids?" She asked.

"Oh yes." He chuckled. "I used to build droids growing up. I actually built a C series 3PO from spare parts when I was 9." He pondered a moment. "I left him with my mother to take care of her when-"

"Your droid was heavily damaged when we found it." Obi-Wan cut in. "But he had no signs of blasts on him. How did this happen?"

She turned her attention to the master as they all resumed their trek through the woods. The sun was starting to lower behind the mountain range. Behind the tree's canopy, it was early nightfall.

"Well I was getting to that…" She started to recall but was suddenly interrupted as she tripped on a hidden vine, almost colliding with her brother's back.

"Are you alright?" Asked Anakin as he reached forward to stabilize her, but the girl had already regained her balance.

"Well I don't know for you but, I don't have magical Jedi sight." She grimaced. "It's actually getting quite dark."

"Oh." Both men said as they realized.

Obi-Wan reached for his lightsaber and ignited it, bathing the surrounding forrest in a luminous green hue. "Better?"

Fawnrielle let out an appreciative sigh. "Yes much better. Now, as I was trying to say. As you know, 2 days ago, our city was under attack. It must have been mid-afternoon when I first heard the blasters and screaming coming from inside the castle. I was in the gardens, reading when it happened." She told them as

"Castle?" Obi-wan repeated.

"Well yes the Kenobi estate, I fear there is not much left of it now though. You see, as I heard the commotion inside I froze right where I was. Confused and paralyzed by fear I-" She paused to draw in a shaky breath. "I.. We obviously have droid guards and such but the scream I heard.. I.. I'm most certain it was my mother. I wanted to go and.." She drew in another breath.

Both Jedis could feel her emotions building up as she spoke.

"I.. I was so scared. I wanted to run inside and.. and save…" The girl paused again there. "But I waited too long.."

Sensing her obvious distress, Anakin walked up from behind her to be next to her.

He laid a reassuring hand on her shoulder. "It's okay, there is nothing more you could have done."

In the glow created by his master's lightsaber he could see the streak of tears rolling down her face.

The group came to a halt as Fawnrielle stopped walking for a moment, violently sobbing into her hands.

Obi-Wan held his lightsaber over the girl, looking upon her as he tried to find a way to console her. Despite what she thought, Jedis weren't emotionless bastards. They valued before all, compassion towards all life forms, but putting it into action had never been Obi-Wan's strong suit. Until Anakin came along.

He hated to admit, but where he failed, his padawan excelled. Anakin always seemed to have the words to reassure and console others, it's his closeness to his emotions that made him a formidable Jedi, but also threatened to be his downfall.

Often the padawan found himself caring just a little too much, letting in much more emotions than just empathy. He had still much to learn.

Unlike most.. well, online all the other Jedis before him, Anakin had been only discovered by the age of 9. The first stages of his development almost fully complete, if it had been any other force sensitive children there would have been no questions about it. By that age, any child would be refused as future Jedi seeing as their attachments and emotions would have been unbridled for too long, they would have have developed strong character values that may not coincide with those of the Jedi. But in Anakin's case, his talent was far too grand to be ignored. He possessed far more of the force inside him than any Jedi before him. But as he grew up, the fears that had almost counterweighted his acceptance in the order were starting to slowly come to life. His individuality made him a ticking bomb.

"Hush now child." Obi-wan spoke softly to her as he liberated her face from her hands. He lifted her chin up to look at him. "There is nothing you could have done, and you know that to be true."

The girl closed her eyes forcefully, chasing the tears from her eyes as her bottom lip quivered.

"Anakin, lend her your cloak will you?" He said as he released Fawrielle's chin.

"Of course, master." The apprentice replied, instantly shedding the cloak from his body.

The girl let out a long sigh as he settled the heavy piece of clothing on her shoulders.

"Now, we should be at the ship in 10 minutes or so. Can you keep going?" Kenobi asked, still holding the lightsaber above her head.

"Yes." She nodded faintly.

"Here." He took the bag she was carrying from her shoulder. "Let's get going now."

And with that, the trio resumed their way though the forrest.

Just as Obi-Wan had predicted, only a few minutes later they were reaching the edge of the woods.

The sun was fully nestled behind the mountains by now, it's last few dying rays rendering the horizon into a world of shadows.

As they were stepping into the flowery meadow master Kenobi suddenly shut off his lightsaber as he crouched in the high herbs.

"Get down." He instructed the teens.

Though greatly confused, both Anakin and Fawnrielle followed his order without question.

"Do you see what I see?" Obi-Wan asked his padawan as the latter approached him, still coaching in the herbs.

The young man focused for a minute onto the ship in the distance. Then he saw it, two faint lights were approaching from the left side of the ship. "Mmm. That's not good."

The girl approached as well. Unable to see what they were, she inquired about it.

"Looks like our ship has been discovered. I fear they might be looking for you my Lady." The senior told her.

Fawnrielle's heart skipped as she felt fear rise inside her.

Sensing her nervousness, Anakin offered her a reassuring smile in the semi-darkness.

He gently placed a hand on her forearm. "Worry not, my Lady. If indeed there is only two of them, they should be easy to deal with." He told her.

"Right. Now. My young apprentice, how would you go about this?" The teacher asked his student.

"Well master. I would ask Lady Kenobi to wait for us here where'd she'd be safe. Then I'd go up to these men and see what they want. And then try to send them off on their merry way." Anakin answered simply.

"Good, let's get to it then." Kenobi announced getting up.

"Wait, no." Fawnrielle interjected.

Both men who were standing up looked down upon the girl.

"I.. I don't wanna stay here alone." She pleaded.

Obi-Wan frowned. "If these men are looking for you, you most definitely have to stay here. What seems to be the problem?"

"I.." The girl started again but the words got cut in her throat.

Truth is, she was scared of staying alone there in the darkness. She had spent her whole life surrounded by family or friends or a droid. As much as she hated to admit it, she wasn't very brave. She thought she was… Until she literally stood still has her parents were slaughtered meters away. She had never been taught to shoot a blaster or fight or anything of the such.

"What if you don't come back?" She asked quietly, almost to herself as she looked down in the grass.

Anakin smiled at her though she couldn't see. "Oh no. Rest assured. I don't know about my master but, I personally have all the reasons to come back to you… For my cloak." He joked, hoping it would lift her spirits a little bit.

It didn't really work but the girl humoured him nonetheless. "Very well." She sighed, trying to calm her nerve. "Be quick, the both of you."

The pair nodded courteously as they made their way to the Republic cruiser to meet the strangers.

Fawnrielle sat back in the grass, watching the two men leave as she hugged Anakin's cloak closer to her body. She took a deep breath in to calm her nerves. The fabric smelled a mix of fresh dug up earth, something sweet and fruity like peaches and just a subtle hint of basil. She closed her eyes, momentarily at ease as she breathed in the young man's scent.

Breathing in again, she felt her cheeks warm up as she pictured his face. She couldn't help the attraction that she was developing for the young Jedi, and it didn't help he was mercilessly teasing her by flirting with her. She wasn't even sure he knew what he was doing. Weren't Jedis forbidden to have romances and such? Mmm. Romances no but what about sex? She sighed as it dawned upon her.

Romances and being tied down no. But frolicking around here and there without attachment yes. The Jedi was probably only trying to bed her.

Such a shame. She thought, for she thought he was quite attractive and adorable.

Perhaps she would maybe indulge for a night with him. Perhaps.

Lost in thought, imagining multiple scenarios in which the young Jedi would do various unholy things to her, she hadn't noticed her two saviours coming back her way.

"Lady Kenobi!?" Anakin called out in the darkness.

Shocked back into reality, the girl shot up from within the grass like a rodent coming out of it's burrow.

"They're gone?" She asked looking around as she made her way towards them.

"Yes. As it turns out they were simply from a village nearby who saw our ship land and decided to investigate. Nothing to be worried about." Obi-Wan lied.

The men they had encountered were definitely looking for Fawnrielle but a few jedi mind tricks later and they were easily gone. There was no need to worry the girl furthermore. Anakin disagreed, but Obi-Wan convinced him, in the mental state she was, she was more use to them when calm than worried.

"Oh fantastic." She sighed in relief now standing by the men's sides.

"Everything alright?" Skywalker asked her. As the cargo bay door hissed open, the light from within the ship illuminating her face. He could see the pink hue covering her cheeks. "You're blushing."

"Mm? What?" She looked at him confused. "Oh- um, yes. It's um." She fanned her face with her hand. "Those cloaks are just really really warm aren't they, uh? So hot."

Anakin smirked sensing her heart accelerate as she cleared her throat.

She stepped first onto the deck, ignoring him to be be immediately greeted by a joyful R2D2.

He rolled right past her and chimed happily at Anakin.

She giggled at the droid. "Oh my blast! How adorable is this little one?"

R2 whistled in reply rolling by his maker's side as him and Obi-Wan entered the ship.

"That's R2D2." Skywalker replied. "He was given to me by an old friend of mine. Do not underestimate him, he's a valiant fighter." He told the girl. "Come, I'll show you around."

It was a standard consular-class cruiser. They walked around for a bit chit-chatting about this and that as they went around the ship. Both lower and upper decks were lined with bunk beds whilst the main deck had the kitchen, bathroom, sitting, storage and cockpit.

"I've never been on a ship like this before." She revealed to Anakin as they settled onto one of the benches that were surrounding the table in the kitchen. "I've actually very rarely been on a flying ship at all."

A few feet away, working on their meals, Obi-Wan spoke up. "Well, I wouldn't recommend having Anakin as your pilot, he's absolutely reckless."

The latter scoffed at his master, getting up to help him with their plates. "Whatever do you mean? I am an excellent pilot, always have." He argued, grabbing the food from his hands.

The master raised an eyebrow at him. "That's maybe what you think, but everyone on board is hanging on for their lives when you're the one flying." He quipped back at him.

Anakin laughed at the remark while he put his' and Fawnrielle's plates down as he settled next to her. "That's because you hate flying." He told him before turning to lean in the girl's ear. "Don't worry. I'll take you on a stroll sometimes, you'll see."

Sitting in front of the pair, Kenobi used his spoon to aim it at the girl. "Please don't." He said gravely. "If you're attached to the world of living. Do not fly with him. Especially not on a speeder." He cautioned.

The redhead laughed as she stuffed her face, amused by the men arguing but also starving.

"Why do I sense a story here?" She said as she covered her full mouth with her hand in politeness.

Anakin smirked resting his arm on the backrest of the bench behind her with nonchalance waiting for his master to start rambling about his flying.

He angled his body towards the girl, raising his eyebrows and eyes to the sky before pointing at Kenobi as a cue for his master to start talking, like a rehearsed skit.

She looked at him, eyebrows raised.

"Oh dear. I don't even know where to begin. There's the constant crushing speed, the barrel rolls, the dead stops, the 90 degrees dives, the blaring music, OH AND NOT TO FORGET THE JUMPING OUT OF THE VEHICLE WHILE DRIVING?" He yelled out at his apprentice.

Skywalker burst out laughing as the girl nearly choked on her pottage.

"What do you mean?" She asked Kenobi incredulously.

"I mean literally stop in the middle of traffic and jump out of the speeder thousands of feet off the ground."

By then, Anakin was hunching over with laughter.

"But why even?" The girl said, shocked.

"Exactly! Why even?!" Obi-Wan exclaimed, throwing his hands to the sky in exasperation.

"To catch the bad guys, obviously!" The padawan answered as he tried to calm down his laughter.

"Mmm. Obviously." The girl smiled at him rolling her eyes.

A smile he reciprocated.

His master shook his head in disapproval. "You have issues my dear apprentice."

Not taking his eyes off the girl, Anakin asked. "What do you think? Do I?"

The girl bit her lip. "I mean, you nearly crushed me to death within the first seconds of us meeting so." She smirked.

"Whatever do you mean by that?" He raised his eyebrows at the girl. "Mmm. Perhaps, but who ran away first? Uh?" He questioned, leaning in closer, challenging her.

She scooted away from him on the seat. "I thought you wanted to kidnap me.. or kill me!" Fawnrielle yelled out in disbelief.

The boy leaned back. "Fine. Fine." He held up his hands in defence.

"Stop bickering and eat your food, the two of you." Kenobi ordered them.

The two teens looked at him offended. "Mere seconds ago you were the one bickering, master." Anakin argued.

"Do not start with me young man." Obi-Wan warned, threatening him with his spoon again.

Anakin smirked back at him before eventually following his master's orders and resuming his meal.

The group stayed silent as they ate, but Kenobi could see the pair stealing glances at each other ever so often. He rolled his eyes internally. Part of him wanted to reprimand his padawan, warn him to not go down that route. But the other part of him told him that would be being a hypocrite seeing as even himself had been in his place before.

Even him, one of the most rule-strict Jedi in the order, had been in love. Oh he was just as young and foolish as Anakin, raging from inside with all of his teenage hormones. Just as Anakin, he had been sent on a mission to protect the Duchess of Mandalore, Satine Kryze. She was and would always remain for him, the love of his life. A blonde and tall goddess, with a fiery temper and heart of gold. He would have followed her to the edges of the world, even quit the order for her. But alas, after keeping their relationship secret for a long time and even after being engaged to each other, they decided to end their love affair. Thinking about it always made Obi-Wan's heart clench, even after years, his heart still longed for the woman, her piercing blue eyes, her soft lips. He would lie if he said that he was all over it now. Over the years, he had built the capacity to completely overlook his feelings in order to serve his duties as Jedi. But even though now most things didn't even manage to make him feel any type of way, just hearing her name in a conversation could make him yearn for her.

As he looked at the pair in front of him, his heart tightened again. He remembered- how could he forget- how it felt: the stolen glances, the temptative flirting, the nervousness, the obsession to have and to hold every piece of that one person. He decided to let the kids have fun for a while. But would have to make sure it only stayed a flirt and nothing more. He didn't want his padawan to live the same heartbreak, especially since Anakin was much more prone than him to give into his feelings.

Once they had finished eating their meal, the night was still young, but Fawnrielle, absolutely exhausted, decided to head to bed first.

After a long and well deserved shower, she met the two men in the common room for a last few words before excusing herself for the night.

"I feel like I'm about to pass out any minute. Aren't you guys ever affected by the time difference from one planet to the other?" She asked.

Her long hair hung completely loose, still damp. She was wearing the same shift dress as before as she held Anakin's cloak folded onto her arm.

Both men were participating in a game of chess when she approached them.

"Mmm. Not really. We try to leave Coruscant and arrive at times that would coincide with our normal schedules. Or else we try to not stay too long." Kenobi explained keeping his eyes on the game.

"Or you can take naps. Napping helps a lot." Anakin added as he rose from his chair. "Master, if I come back and a single one of those pieces has even as much as just been corrupted by your thoughts, I will know. And there will be hell to pay." The padawan warned before turning to the girl. "If you may come with me, I found some clothes that might fit you and should be more comfortable to sleep in."

"Oh, that's really kind." She told him before turning to the master Jedi, giving him a small bow. "Good night, Master Kenobi."

"Good night, Lady Kenobi." He replied as both exchanged an awkward look.

Should they be calling each other by their first names? Since they were siblings? At the same time they were still merely just strangers.

Shaken out of thought, she followed Anakin as he led her to the upper deck where the girl would be sleeping.

He had placed on one of the beds a warm duvet along with a few articles of clothing.

"It's not much, but it'll be much more comfortable than my old scratchy wool cloak." He gave her a small smile, leaning against the frame of the bunk beds.

"Thank you." She smiled back at him. "And I actually quite liked your cloak, I found it rather comfortable." She said as she presented it to him.

They both locked eyes for a moment as Anakin gently took the fabric from between her hands. His eyes darted from her brown ones to her lips for a split second.

He inhaled sharply, chasing the thoughts that had crept up his mind. He straightened himself up and bowed down to her. "Good night, my Lady." He nearly whispered before turning around.

"Wait." Fawnrielle stopped him. "Um.. And where will you be sleeping? I mean you and master Kenobi?" She asked bitting her lips.

"We'll be sleeping, on the lower deck, don't worry, nothing will happen so long as we're here." He smiled at her, hoping to reassure her.

She inhaled nervously, words at the tip of her tongue, but was unable to pronounce them.

Sensing this, Anakin spoke up again. "If you want I can send R2 to keep you company throughout the night. If anything happens, he will inform me directly through this com link." He said as he showed her his ear piece.

"Thank you. Anakin. Sincerely." She smiled back at him.

He nodded at her. "Of course." And with that, left to return to his master.

Once alone, the girl sat on her modest bed as she sighed. Her day was starting to greatly weight her body down as she fought to find the motivation to go and change.

Eventually getting up after a solid minute, she made her way to the bathroom where she inspected the clothes Skywalker had given her. They were indeed not much, but would be much more comfortable than the rough linen she was wearing: it was a modest chiffon nightgown and an oversized shawl made of some white fluffy yarn. When she came out of the bathroom, R2D2 was rolling up to her bed.

She closed the lights and nestled under the duvet. The lights coming from the droid's body casted soft blue shadows across the room.

"Good night, little one." She whispered as she patted his head.

The small robot chimed happily in response as the girl closed her eyes.