fuck you, someleader. sorry, "kriff" you.
"I'm concerned," Anakin said frankly.
Ben frowned but didn't look up from his datapad, didn't need to; Anakin would know he had Ben's attention without the teenager looking at him. "About what?"
Anakin didn't reply, but Ben felt the mild disapproval. They both knew what.
"He's teaching me," Ben said quietly.
That disapproval again: "I'm your Master."
Ben tried to keep his thoughts away from the surface of his mind, tried to hide them by concentrating on the news report (dozens arrested in Corellian raid), but he knew the effort was futile. Knew Anakin knew he knew it.
But Jacen teaches me what I needwant to learn.
Ben frowned but didn't look up from his datapad, didn't need to; Anakin would know he had Ben's attention without the teenager looking at him. "About what?"
Anakin didn't reply, but Ben felt the mild disapproval. They both knew what.
"He's teaching me," Ben said quietly.
That disapproval again: "I'm your Master."
Ben tried to keep his thoughts away from the surface of his mind, tried to hide them by concentrating on the news report (dozens arrested in Corellian raid), but he knew the effort was futile. Knew Anakin knew he knew it.
But Jacen teaches me what I needwant to learn.