Once the session was over – Obi-Wan had been officially made Ombro's 'guard', since it was him who brought the Sith in the temple in the first place, the ginger haired Jedi had quickly grabbed the hooded man and hurled him into the next empty room he could find. Granted, it was more of a closet, but Obi-Wan wasn't picky. There he pressed the Sith against a wall, earning a pained huff from the older male.

"What game are you playing at?"

Yellow eyes that were only partly hidden by the mask, blinked in confusion. "What are you even talking about?"

"I am talking about the Council meeting and what you said there."

"Ah," Ben reached up and removed his mask, "A change of plans... I've come to realise that it would be foolish to eliminate the Jedi, when they can be of help. Besides, when the Sith and the Jedi were working together, the galaxy WAS a better place."
"No 'ruling over the galaxy' anymore?" Obi-Wan inquired.

"First of all, it would have been very unwise to say that before that Council. Secondly, in a way I would be ruling over the galaxy when I am the leader of the Sith Order. The Jedi Council and the Sith Council would hold the fate of the galaxy in their hands, would they not?" As much as Obi-Wan hated it, he had to agree with what Ben was saying. With a tired sigh, he pushed himself away from the wall and freed the older male in the process. "I am glad that we at least agree on that... so, what next?"

"Well, I am supposed to be guarding you from other Jedi, as well as guard other Jedi from you." Ben huffed at that.

"As if would need the protection." Obi-Wan shot him a sour look.

"It is bad enough that I have to play your babysitter, so don't make it worse than it already is."

"Careful, Master Kenobi," Ben replied while he put his mask back on, forcing the ginger haired Jedi to face that absurd smile that was painted on it, "I am a dangerous, dangerous man." With that he pushed the younger male out of his way and exited the closet, but not without an amused glance back.

For a moment Obi-Wan wondered, what he had gotten himself into, before he eventually ran after the wolf in sheep territory.

The other Jedi in the temple were... curious. Apparently the word had not yet spread that a true Sith was among all of them. Nevertheless most of the Jedi were able to feel a dark aura around Ben and it was putting them on edge. Only the younglings seemed unbothered by it, for they kept running after and around the masked man like a swarm moth around a light source. It was rather comically and as long as Ben was not bothered by it, Obi-Wan was neither. He still kept a watchful eye on them, just in case the endless questions began to bother the Sith at one point. Surprisingly, he answered every single question with a warm glimmer in his blue-green eyes. It almost looked as if he enjoyed the company of the younglings almost as much, as they enjoyed his company.

The familiar sound of a wooden walking stick on the floor was, what brought Obi-Wan out of his musing.

"Unusually sight that is," Yoda stated when he came to stand next to the ginger haired Jedi Master. His ears were perked up and he was listening into the conversation. A moment later, it was Mace Windu, who joined them.

"Are you sure this is a good idea, Master?" the Korun Master wanted to know.

"A follower of the dark side he is. Means that he is evil, it does not." This statement hung in the air and before either of the Jedi could retort anything, a frustrated cry came to their ears. Immediately the three Masters turned their focus back on the Sith, who was holding to younglings – they were vehemently trying to hit and kick each other – by their collar in the air. As if on cue, the dark skinned Master stepped forward, a hard look in his eyes and stood straight before the Sith. He only needed to clear his throat and the children stopped their bickering and fighting.

"What in the name of the Force, is going on here?" Mace Windu asked.

"He started it," the young Togruta boy exclaimed and pointed at the green Twi'lek boy.

"No I didn't, he started it," the green Twi'lek protested.

"Enough, I do not care who started what. I want you to go back to the crèche and meditate on what you have done wrong, am I understood?"

"Yes Master Windu," the two boys replied in unison and only then did the Sith lower them back to the ground. They quickly bowed and ran down the corridor, probably back to the crèche. The Korun Master straightened again and shot Ben an unreadable look.

"A question, if I may, Master Windu." The dark skinned man's eyes narrowed suspiciously, but he nodded his agreement. "Since when do Jedi work with fear?" Blue-green eyes showed no emotions as they regarded the older male.

"Excuse me?" asked a bewildered looking Mace Windu and Obi-Wan wished that he had a holo-camera with him. From the almost inaudible cackling next to him, he figured that he was not the only one.

"Oh, so it was not on purpose...?"

"What are you talking about?" the Korun Master was getting impatient.

"The younglings were afraid, Master Windu. To be more specific, they were afraid of you," he tilted his head.

It was obvious that the Council member had not expected such an answer, for he opened and closed his mouth repeatedly without making any kind of sound. He reminded Obi-Wan of a stranded fish. "I... what?" he eventually said dumbly.

"The...younglings...were...afraid...of...you," the Sith repeated himself with, almost as if he was speaking to someone less mindful. It seemed to do the trick however.

"Why should they be afraid of me?" Windu replied and there was a certain tone in his voice that hinted, that he suspected somebody else as the source of the younglings' fear.

Ben shrugged, "I don't know, but perhaps it is because you play the part of the unreachable and unapproachable tall and dark Council member very well."

Obi-Wan and Yoda exchanged a glance. The masked Sith was speaking the obvious and he was not the first one to notice the younglings' fear of the dark skinned Korun Master.

"He certainly has the 'gift of the gab'," Obi-Wan stated.

Yoda hummed, "Hiding behind pretty words, the Sith are not. One of their good traits, it is."

Obi-Wan could only nod in agreement while he watched how the usual stoic and stern Jedi Master was sputtering nonsense in the face of a Sith, who simply stated what hundreds of Jedi had not dared to say out loud.

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