“You have met them then?” There is at least something to be said for that. However, their existence doesn’t exactly prove their intentions. He disliked being used, especially when he wasn’t certain as to what end. It could certainly all be true, but then it might not.

Remaining standing in the door, Obi-Wan just watches as the droid fellow reclines on his bed. “That may be, and I will have to accept that fact.” Though he still thinks they could have chosen better. If they even chose him at all. A washed up Jedi in hiding who couldn’t save his own people hardly seemed a good candidate for saving another.