[ Obi-Wan wonders, just then, whether he must be seeing some illusion of an ethereal goddess from a distant star system he certainly can't name. Somewhere far past the Outer Rim, somewhere that hasn't been touched by the Empire's cruel, dark hand.
After all, this woman doesn't seem real in a way that he can't put his finger on like she's something out of a story, all the way down to her dress and the lack of shoes.
For the first time in many years, he finds himself a little tongue-tied, and has to remember 1) how to speak; and 2) that no matter how safe this place might seem so far, he must still be careful to conceal his identity to protect not only himself, but everyone here. And forgive him if she possesses some power to see right through his lie. ]
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After all, this woman doesn't seem real in a way that he can't put his finger on like she's something out of a story, all the way down to her dress and the lack of shoes.
For the first time in many years, he finds himself a little tongue-tied, and has to remember 1) how to speak; and 2) that no matter how safe this place might seem so far, he must still be careful to conceal his identity to protect not only himself, but everyone here. And forgive him if she possesses some power to see right through his lie. ]
Ah, yes. Hello. I'm called Ben.