"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
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