Edit: 5/17/2020 dialogue tags being fixed
His eyes are locked onto the entrance of Beru and Owen's home. He can hear Beru faintly as she rummages around the speeder that brought them there. His fingers are clutching the bag that held the belongings he thought were necessary, and he wouldn't be surprised if they had turned white from the force of his grip.
"You could have gone in," Beru tells him softly. Ben nods lightly, swallowing thickly as he turns to her.
"He's right inside." He mumbles. She doesn't ask who he means, and he's grateful.
"Owen won't bite." She pats his arm, then grips it as she ushers him forwards.
"Did you tell him where you had gone?" Ben didn't want to cause any trouble, though trouble always seemed to find him. Her silence is answer enough and he digs his heels into the sand. It doesn't do much to stop her, but she does and turns to him. "Maybe I should go back." He mumbles, not meeting her gaze as he continues to stare at the home.
"The only way you're going back is by speeder." She informs him. "I'm not driving you back, and you won't steal it from us."
He opens his mouth to speak, but she stops him.
"I won't let you walk all the way there either." She tells him softly, the grip on his arm going soft as she rubs it. "It'll be fine." She doesn't ask him to trust her or that she would promise him anything.
Ben finds this slightly comforting. He nods his head, tightening his grip on the bad once more and allows the woman to lead him to her home.
His shields tighten the second he steps foot into the house. The crying of a child takes his attention, but he can hear Beru call for her husband.
"Owen!" The world seems to stop as the man in question enters the room. The child wails loudly in his arms and his face is pained.
"He won't stop crying."
Ben doesn't think Owen has really noticed him yet. Beru looks to the silent man and her face takes on a pleading look. He shakes his head and looks at Owen.
Owen's face hardens, before smoothing out again. Ben is confused by the sudden shift of facial expression, but then he remembers that Beru had said Owen was worried about him.
"It's best if you let him cry. Just rock him." Ben's voice comes out ragged but soft. Owen shakes his head and finally walks to the other two. Ben takes a step back, fearing slightly for things that won't happen. Owen stops abruptly.
"I tried that." He tells the Jedi. "He won't stop, I don't know what to do. He doesn't want food, he won't sleep and rocking him just seems to make things worse." He hands the baby to Beru, possibly thinking that being held by someone maternal would ease the wailing.
It doesn't.
"What would you have me do?" Ben asks, fearing the answer. It had only been a few months since he had dropped the child off, and he could already see the boy growing in the Force.
Owen flutters his hands as he tries to think of the right thing to say. He gives up and sighs.
"Use your Force power thing."
Ben's mouth twitches into a slight smile before dropping again. He takes a deep breath and releases the death grip he has on the bag. It falls to the ground silently. Ben walks closer to Beru and gently takes the child from her. The crying dies down a little as curiosity takes hold of the tiny person in Ben's arms. He can feel the curious nature of the child and knows that'll cause problems in the future.
"Hello there." He whispers, pulling the child close to his chest. Cries start to fall to whimpers and finally, as Ben passes a hand over the child's head, the cries stop, and the child loses to sleep.
One would think that giving a sleep suggestion to a child would be easier than giving one to a grown adult.
One would be wrong.
A child's mind, though not completely developed, is a wild one. Curiosity reaches out and floods all other emotions. It brings them joy to see and feel new things. It gets them excited, and an excited child is a very awake child.
So, it's no surprise that Ben's vision wavers slightly. Distantly, he can hear concern ring through the home. He blinks to push back the spots in his vision. He feels heavy and so very tired. He has enough sense to hand the baby to Beru.
His world tumbles into darkness long before he feels the ground meet his body.