Aravis POV
Nimowae and I left the Astrodroid Bay, and I was already feeling a little bit better, but not enough to face the others just yet. Although her words had calmed me, they were not so much that I was ready to look at Obis face, or even Qui-Gons yet.
When we got to the door that led to the vestibule, where the others were no doubt still sitting, I hung back as Nimowae walked on. It took her a moment to realize I was no longer beside her, but she noticed when she got to the door. She turned around and looked at me. I shifted my weight nervously from one foot to the other, not wanting to say I was afraid to go in, but not wanting to say I was ready either.
She knew me all too well, she gave me a reassuring smile, and I took that as my cue to leave and go somewhere, anywhere, but into that room. I watched her enter and before ObiWan could get a chance to look at me, I turned and headed somewhere to be alone.
For a while, I just walked, thinking, not really about anything in particular, just trying to let everything that had happened settle into my mind. I finally stopped outside the communications room and just sat for a while, trying to mentally prepare myself for when the ship landed.
The ship jarred a bit as we touched down on the landing platform in the heart of Coruscent, the only place that had ever seemed remotely like home to me, where I belonged. I was standing beside Nimowae, who kept looking over at me worriedly, wondering herself whether or not I could do this.
Weakness was a trait all too common in the rest of my family, so it was one that I actively tried NOT to show, so I squared my shoulders and lifted up my head, and began to walk down the platform, not even looking at the back of Obis head. I was secretly trying to convince myself that I didnt care. 'I dont care...I dont care.' But of course I did. But for now, it was something I had to believe.
I continued in this manner, not paying much attention to what was happening around me, trying to seem relaxed, and calm, how I always seemed, but, ironically, rarely how I really felt. I wasnt one to show my emotions much, none of the Jedi were supposed to be, I guess I traded in my strict following of this rule for my careless disregard of the one about not caring for others.
Suddenly, I heard Qui-Gon say that the situation had become much more complicated, and he needed to speak to the council immediately. I wondered privately if he was talking about me, Anakin, or a strange sort of mixture of both. Only time would tell.