He had wanted to hold her close for a long time. The longest of times. But he daren't.
Until now.
Little lilac and white flowers were flying all around them. It was near sunset, and they were outside. It was beautiful.
She wasn't wearing her headdress, but the white lilies were still there, entwined in her hair. She looked at him with courage. And that was it, that was all he needed to get...closer instead of farther.
He wavered, smiling timidly.
They'd been discussing war policies. But what was going on between them went much deeper. Who did he think he was fooling? And still, did they even need to pretend? Apparently, their stiffened words would suggest they did. Yet, they didn't. Their hearts were being completely open. What a weird feeling, seeing words assume a completely different meaning than they're conventionally meant to convey. He almost unperceptibly moved towards her.
She studied him for a moment, with doe-like eyes. Then she smiled, and welcomed him as he almost crashed into her. Their breathing heavier, they could feel each other's scent. She felt the fabric of his clothes, closing her eyes and inhaling. He did the same. The longer they stayed like that, the more difficult it became to consider doing without each other's heath.
Eventually, as the sun was setting, he parted, pain almost hurting his nerves physically. She didn't look surprised, and didn't react limply. He was astounded to see her so...whole. Once again. And he smiled again, for she was pure magic.
And she would never leave him. Not wholly, no matter the distance, the obligations, everything. She had found him, and from the first moment, by witnessing the way he gave himself to the galaxy, and then, to her, she'd known they'd be forever connected. She never felt as gorgeous as she did while with him. He recharged her to be a better person, a better leader.
There was an unspoken promise between them. They would return to each other. They knew that.
His achy body hit the cold, cold waters of Utapau, and he went down.
Deeper and deeper.
It was getting dark, but he opened an eye, resisting the temptation to let himself sink.
A sunray. He clung onto that and swam to the surface.
Kenobi knew right away the situation wasn't bad. It was worse.
But the sun was still there.