[ Fukawa is anxious at the best of times, but he can tell that this is very different. It bleeds into the Force around her, roiling, uncomfortable and afraid. Obi-Wan lets it wash over and through him, and like a tide ebbing and flowing presses a sense of serenity back toward her.
What a thing to live with. Having just barely encountered this other personality, he knows she is radically different from the meek girl in front of him. Those were deadly weapons, the movements of a killer. What must that be like, grappling with this person living inside of you that you could not control? He can empathize in the manner of his learning of the Force: he will always struggle with the Dark Side and the emotions that can lead to that path, but that is something he could learn to direct.
This doesn't seem like something Fukawa could just meditate away.
Obi-Wan is quiet for a little while after her punctuated Satisfied? as his entire understanding of the universe makes a substantial shift. When he finally speaks again, there's a gravity to his tone that wasn't there before: ]
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What a thing to live with. Having just barely encountered this other personality, he knows she is radically different from the meek girl in front of him. Those were deadly weapons, the movements of a killer. What must that be like, grappling with this person living inside of you that you could not control? He can empathize in the manner of his learning of the Force: he will always struggle with the Dark Side and the emotions that can lead to that path, but that is something he could learn to direct.
This doesn't seem like something Fukawa could just meditate away.
Obi-Wan is quiet for a little while after her punctuated Satisfied? as his entire understanding of the universe makes a substantial shift. When he finally speaks again, there's a gravity to his tone that wasn't there before: ]
That must be incredibly difficult to live with.