"Kenobi? May I… Talk to you?" Qui-Gon asked, sounding like he was going to regret the conversation he was about to have.
"Yes of course." Kenobi seemed nervous. He didn't like where this was going.
They'd gotten to Qui-Gon's ship, and they were already on their way to the time travel planet. It would take several days, what with the planet being on the very edge of the outer rim, deep in wild space.
"This is about Obi-Wan." Qui-Gon looked uncomfortable.
"Oh." Kenobi had two options, he could either just deny knowing what Qui-Gon was talking about, or he could just…
"So you know about… that?"
"It was rather obvious." Qui-Gon admitted. Kenobi's ears turned pink.
"So…" Kenobi asked, "What are you going to do about it?"
"What am I going to do with it? He isyou, you should be the one to deal with it."
"He's your Padawan!"
After several minutes of bickering back and forth like this, Kenobi was forced to admit that logically, Obi-Wan would probably listen to himself more than he would to Qui-Gon. He stood up, to walk to the main area of the ship where Anakin and Obi-Wan were. He had to say, he really wanted to see what they were doing.