[ Obi-Wan raises his eyebrows and cants his head in concession. That, to be fair, is true. Sometimes the enemy backs you into a corner and you have no path forward save for one. That's what lead them to the place they are now, isn't it? Palpatine had been so insidiously crafty.
Fukawa hops off the bench, and the movement is enough to draw Obi-Wan out from the dark place his thoughts were heading toward. He lifts his gaze from some indetermined place on the ground to look into the girl's earnest expression and outstretched hand. It makes him smile, and he shows no hesitancy in taking her hand as he stands, though he doesn't really need the assistance at all. Once up, he puts a hand on his back and arches, popping the tight vertebrae and bending a little side to side.
With the dizzy spell passed and only a bit of stiffness left behind, it's enough for Obi-Wan to think that maybe he isn't that sick, and just tired. ]
You're right, we should get inside. Shall we?
[ And he gestures with one hand to invite her along as he starts walking again, fully intending on dropping her off where ever she might be staying. ]
done and done
Fukawa hops off the bench, and the movement is enough to draw Obi-Wan out from the dark place his thoughts were heading toward. He lifts his gaze from some indetermined place on the ground to look into the girl's earnest expression and outstretched hand. It makes him smile, and he shows no hesitancy in taking her hand as he stands, though he doesn't really need the assistance at all. Once up, he puts a hand on his back and arches, popping the tight vertebrae and bending a little side to side.
With the dizzy spell passed and only a bit of stiffness left behind, it's enough for Obi-Wan to think that maybe he isn't that sick, and just tired. ]
You're right, we should get inside. Shall we?
[ And he gestures with one hand to invite her along as he starts walking again, fully intending on dropping her off where ever she might be staying. ]