[ Obi-Wan is not ignorant enough to recognize the warmth that suffuses him is genuine pleasure, not of the compliment necessarily but of who it is coming from. That, he also recognizes, could be a problem. Although, if the nature of their trip on this train is temporary, perhaps it is less of one than it would normally be. There is no real danger of getting attached to someone who is guaranteed to leave your life, right?

Unfortunately he knows that the excuse is a poor one. Just like he knows he is not going to make an effort to distance himself from the one person on this train not of his world he sees as a true equal. ]

I have no idea. It seems to have done something, but I have yet to find the door.

[ He raises his hand to his beard, stroking along the ginger and silver as he looks around the immediate area. ]

I thought perhaps it would materialize if I sang the right thing, but that doesn't seem to be the case.