#who is trying to pretend very valiantly that the new padawan is not standing right next to them

[tennessoui]

things being written thursday

for me who missed wip wednesday yesterday lmao

Contrary to what his mind healer may pointedly suggest when faced with their standard ten minutes of silence at the beginning of each session, Anakin doesn’t need to revisit the war. There’s no point.

It happened. Parts of it were unpleasant. Many people died. Anakin did not. It happened, and now it isn’t happening anymore, and that’s really all that has to be said on the matter. Even the nightmares he gets sometimes, they’re not worth talking about, not actually. They’re just remnants of memories, or the half-formed memories of conjectures, what-ifs, worst case scenarios. He fought through the war, turned up on the other side of it alive and mostly all there, mostly unharmed—though he once made a passing remark to a very unappreciative audience of his master that he had actually come through unarmed as it were—and that’s that. No need to revisit, no need to pour over the outcomes on such a personal level. There were a thousand other things to do. Better things to do. A galaxy to rebuild, a master to romance, a life to live.

No use looking backward when he can be looking forward instead.

Or that’s usually how he thinks. Usually where he lands on the issue of the war.

Save for moments like this, where all he can think is that really, if the war had been just at all, Quinlan Vos really should have fallen off a cliff or something. Taken a blaster shot to the unprotected leg and then been fed to a wilei beast on one planet or another.

“Quinlan had plans,” Obi-Wan tells him in a low murmur, hair tickling the skin of his neck in a pleasant manner that Anakin can’t even enjoy because apparently Quinlan Vos had plans for the night which apparently means that Anakin’s plans have been tossed out the window because apparently no one else on the city-planet of Courscant, population of roughly three trillion, is good enough to look after Obi-Wan’s precious new padawan.

For a singular night out.

“I couldn’t leave him on his own,” Obi-Wan adds, still in that very low tone of voice, still so close to him that Anakin can’t tell if he wants to kiss him or kill him more.

Anakin swallows his first response, which is of course, you should have left him in the creche, and grits out, “I only have the two tickets.”