Obi-Wan had never seen Anakin be so quiet for so long. The restless fidgeting that he usually caught Anakin doing was gone, replaced by a desire to sleep more than Obi-Wan had ever seen in him before. And while certain things improved over time, like the fever breaking after about a week, or Anakin finally having enough energy to ask to have something to read while he spent his time in the halls of healing, Obi-Wan still felt something nagging him.

He wasn't sure if it was the master in himself that wanted to nag Anakin for his behavior, or the padawan, that still was unsure of what he was doing, and wanted to ask Anakin to forgive him for being so inexperienced. So, he again, opted to say nothing, and just stand by Anakin's bedside and watch as he slept through most of another day.

Obi-Wan sighed. He knew that he needed to talk to Anakin at some point about their relationship, and about how Anakin didn't feel comfortable telling him things. But he also wanted to let Anakin rest as much as he could and get a chance to catch up on the now second week of coursework that he had missed completely. All of his teachers were very understanding, something that Obi-Wan was grateful for. He looked up from his data pad when he heard rustling from the bed. He watched as Anakin stretched and opened his eyes, blinking a few times before his eyes focused on his master.

"Hi, Master." Anakin whispered; his voice hoarse.

"Hello, Anakin." Obi-Wan responded, setting his data pad down on the bedside table. "How are you feeling?"

Anakin shrugged. "Okay." Obi-Wan wanted to roll his eyes but resisted the temptation. He knew for a fact that Anakin was not 'okay' by any means, otherwise they wouldn't be here right now. He sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose.

Well, it was now or never. He chose now.

"Anakin." Obi- Wan began softly. "We need to talk." A moment of silence passed between the two of them as Anakin slowly sat up, and Obi-Wan tried not to wince at watching him move so slowly, the small movements exhausting him.

"Anakin, I am worried about you. And the way you have been acting. I am not sure why you feel the need to hide things from me, especially regarding the way that you feel, but I need you to know, that…" Obi-Wan trailed off, watching as Anakin tightly gripped the bedsheets, and looked down at his lap.

"Anakin." Obi-Wan whispered, resting his hand gently on top of his padawan's, trying to send waves of calm through their bond, to counteract the storm that was his apprentice. "Look at me."

Anakin slowly turned to face his master, and Obi-Wan saw that he was trying his best not to cry. He gripped his hand gently.

"I need you to know that I will be here for you, regardless of how you feel about yourself. Ready to guide and train you as best as I can." He paused for a moment, watching a slow smile spread across Anakin's face.

"And nagging you about leaving droid parts all over the apartment." And now, with hearing Anakin laugh for the first time in God knows how long, he felt himself smile and relax in return. That was until he heard Anakin's laughter turn into coughing.

"Alright, alright, I think that's enough of that for now." Obi-Wan said as he placed a hand on Anakin's shoulder. He winced at hearing how bad that cough sounded, but he was relived that it wasn't as frequent as it was before. "We wouldn't want Master Che nagging me now, would we?"

"I think that would be fun to watch." Anakin rasped out. He cleared his throat before speaking again.

"I'd love to watch someone other than Master Yoda nag you over something."

"Oh?" Obi-Wan raised an eyebrow. "And why is that, padawan?"

"Because Master Yoda nags everyone." Anakin replied with an eyeroll.

"Well, when you become a master on the jedi council, I'm sure that you too will nag everyone as well." Obi-Wan teased. Anakin rolled his eyes.

"Oh yes, I can see it now!" Obi-Wan began. He chucked, and looked at Anakin, who's eyes were starting to close again on their own.

"Perhaps we should continue this conversation another time, when you are feeling more up to it." Obi-Wan said while resting a hand on Anakin's leg. He pouted

"'m awake." Anakin mumbled while rubbing his eyes. "Just…"

"Tired?" Obi-Wan suggested. Anakin sighed.

"I'm tired of being tired." He grumbled.

"I understand that, but the more you rest, the quicker you can recover… and pick up all of those cleaning droid parts that are in the common room." Obi-Wan remarked. Anakin grinned lazily, his eyes opening again to meet Obi-Wan's.

"And next time you'll tell me before you decide to take on another project." Obi-Wan added on.

"Okay." Anakin mumbled.

"And you'll tell me next time you hurt yourself."

A brief pause passed before he heard Anakin whisper.

"Okay."

"And you will tell me the next time you are feeling unwell."

"Okay." Anakin whispered again, his eyes closed, and his head leaning to one side.

"I mean it, Anakin. I care about you too much to let this happen again." He watched as Anakin opened his eyes and raised an eyebrow,

"I meant that, Anakin." Obi-Wan repeated, locking eyes with his apprentice.

"I'll say something, next time. Promise." Anakin muttered, his eyes closing again after.

"You better, otherwise I'm pretty sure Master Che will have my head." Obi-Wan added on. And when Anakin didn't reply again because he had fallen asleep again for the countless time that day, Obi-Wan decided to stare out of the window, watching the sunlight stream through the buildings on coruscant, and couldn't help but notice that the force felt a little lighter after that.