[What of me indeed? Luke shakes his head. It's not as though there's much else he can do. He's here, and Obi-Wan is gone. And while giving up isn't in his nature, accepting the facts and waiting for a chance to do something to change them is.]

I'm not a heavy drinker. I wouldn't say no, and I'll probably be at Good Spirits this evening but it's not the most fitting way to remember Obi-Wan. Not the Obi-Wan I knew, anyway.

[Knew. Strange word, that. But he doesn't suppose he'll see the man again. Not really. Dead on the Death Star, faded into the Force on Coruscant, and now returned back to Tatooine to begin the cycle again. Depressing thought, that.]