[These are some of the longest minutes of Toko's life. At least in the Class Trials you were forced to participate in something. A false sense of productivity that might (MIGHT) spare your life. No guarantee on anyone else's though. Here, Obi-Wan holds all the cards, and she has no idea if his turn has ended.
It's quiet. Too quiet.
She's already fearing the worst. Imagining how she'd break the news to Anakin and Cal. Would the train provide them with the materials needed for a proper funeral? Would she be scapegoated for the loss? Obi-Wan seemed to be involved in so much with so many people, there's no way someone wouldn't lash out. Oh, god, and here she'd been dreading seeing him again so much, and now she's all but signed his death warrant, and he was a saint amongst men. Why? Why him? And why her, too? Of all the people to lose on this journey—]
Eh?
[She uncovers her ears. That was his voice just now, right?
When Toko takes her tenuous steps towards him, she does so with a gaping mouth and eyes blown wide. Forgive her Mr. Kenobi, you're just enacting a scene from a nightmare.]
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It's quiet. Too quiet.
She's already fearing the worst. Imagining how she'd break the news to Anakin and Cal. Would the train provide them with the materials needed for a proper funeral? Would she be scapegoated for the loss? Obi-Wan seemed to be involved in so much with so many people, there's no way someone wouldn't lash out. Oh, god, and here she'd been dreading seeing him again so much, and now she's all but signed his death warrant, and he was a saint amongst men. Why? Why him? And why her, too? Of all the people to lose on this journey—]
Eh?
[She uncovers her ears. That was his voice just now, right?
When Toko takes her tenuous steps towards him, she does so with a gaping mouth and eyes blown wide. Forgive her Mr. Kenobi, you're just enacting a scene from a nightmare.]
Did you...d-d-did you tame it?! In five minutes?
[What is he?? DOCTOR DOLITTLE?!]