Obi-Wan is laying on his bed reading and absently fussing with his bandages. With a frown, he sets the datapad aside and heads into the 'fresher to change the dressings, hoping the irritation will subside. Once the bandages are off, however, he examines his wounded shoulder and decides he's healed enough. He heads back to his bed and the article he's reading, halfheartedly noting that Qui is shielded. He sighs, frowning slightly.
Probably with Mace. His thoughts briefly turn to Siri before he can stop them, and suddenly he's hit with an overwhelming wave of lonliness. He fights it for a while, but eventually succumbs to the tears, if only for a moment.
*Later...*
*has composed himself and redressed* *heads for OOC!Mace's office and pokes his head in*
Master Windu? I'd like a moment of your time, please.
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