Obi-Wan simply settles into the middle of the floor of his small hut, legs crossed and pose something like a still meditation. He lets himself sink into the Force, just slightly, a solid anchor-point and friend to hold steady and still. To lose something of the boundaries that define himself, and feel the rest of the galaxy.

"You are welcome to come in, Anakin. The door is open."

The words are soft, almost instructive, as though Anakin was newly-knighted yet, and had come to see his former Master again on one of the rare times they had leave and were at the Jedi Temple. This will try him, Obi-Wan knows. It will be full of pain, and not only the physical. But Luke and Leia... they must remain safe and protected. And he had been tortured before.