Soon they caught sight of a small town, and their pace sped up noticeably. Finally arriving at the town, Obi-Wan was looking around for something to drink (Anakin being more used to days without anything to drink, coming from Tattooine). Anakin meanwhile, was trying to pinpoint exactly where the force sensitive Jedi were.
"It's coming from over there. I'm pretty sure that it's Jedi, Master."
"How are you not desperate for something to drink?"
"You're forgetting that I come from Tattooine. You know, water shortage and all. They didn't really waste much of their most precious substance on slaves." Obi-Wan had enough tact to not say anything to that. Instead he just asked where Anakin thought the Jedi were.
"Can't you figure it out yourself?"
"Yes. But I want you to tell me what you think."
Anakin groaned, and pointed over to where the Jedi were. "Do you know who they are, Master?" Obi-Wan cocked his head, and squinted. "I'm… not sure. They seem familiar, but I can't quite put my finger on who it is exactly."
"One of them seems familiar to me," Anakin told Obi-Wan, "But I can't recognize the other one."