Obi-Wan had felt a presence. One that was familiar and yet not at the same time. It drew the Jedi master out of his usual spot where he would normally be meditating right now and out into the ruined city.
What he didn’t quite expect though was the flying debris. The Force alerting him to it as he approached. The rocks suddenly halting in midair with the motion of his own hand and setting them down again.
“It’s usually considered quite rude to be throwing rocks about without a care for where they land. Especially for a Jedi.”
The chiding is gentle, meant to get the young man’s attention rather than entirely scold. Was he a Jedi though? There’s not much else he could be. Not with the way he felt in the Force.
City
What he didn’t quite expect though was the flying debris. The Force alerting him to it as he approached. The rocks suddenly halting in midair with the motion of his own hand and setting them down again.
“It’s usually considered quite rude to be throwing rocks about without a care for where they land. Especially for a Jedi.”
The chiding is gentle, meant to get the young man’s attention rather than entirely scold. Was he a Jedi though? There’s not much else he could be. Not with the way he felt in the Force.