[Anakin slides the plate to her first, and Toko can't help ducking her head. It makes her nervous, being in their home, eating their food, sitting as their guest and not some begrudging tagalong that can't be shaken off. The food smells delicious though, especially considering what they had to work with in this landfill of a train car.]

S-so it's more like — [Like Buddhist monks, or the Christian kind. She's no expert on either, and she doubts they'd ever heard of stuff like that to begin with.] — just putting your t-time into community service?

[Not her best allegory. She clears her throat and tries again.]

Or putting your love into the whole world, or whatever.

[Then Obi-Wan adds his two cents. It's very clear at once that there is deep affection between these two. If she hadn't had her theory debunked already this moment would have been cemented proof they were an item.]

Oh, I d-don't know, being possessed doesn't sound so bad... [Her head is still bowed and she's covered her mouth with her hand, attempting modesty, but the private grin is probably obvious. She's happy to belong to Master Byakuya. It gives her purpose, a reason to live. When she gets back home, he's sure to greet her with a lover's tearful reunion.

She hopes he's not pining too much without her.]

I just. Well. There's a precedence for things going wrong if you c-cut off parts of yourself. Isn't stifling a natural desire dangerous?

[What should happen if one of them snaps one day?

What if she were

nearby?

...Again, she belongs to Master, but like. She'd be flattered! And vulnerable.]