-From the perspective of Nizzal-

  I was about to slip away when a firm hand grabbed the colr of my shirt. I turned around and looked upwards to gre at the perpetrator, only to find myself eye to eye with aremely annoyed Kenobi. I couldn't help but look aside, for some reason, feeling a bit guilty seeing that expression… Even though I didn’t do anything bad, what the hell…

  He looked edgy, tired and from the state of his clothes, probably just won a ret brawl test in a nightclub.

  I ughed a bit, seeing his dire expression. While still trying to look anywhere beside his face, I asked with a stupid ugh.

  -Rough day, e-he?

  His expression turned even stricter after hearing my words, and I could only curse myself internally... Of course it’s a rough day you idiot. Half of the jedi was massacred! AAAHH!!! I am so stupid!

  There was an awkward silence around us, then the sounds of bster guns started to echh the street, causing us to look towards the source of the sounds.

  -Ah, they are at it again.

  I was seriously getting tired of this bullshit. I wao drink a bit and celebrate that my eyes had recovered and I was not fio solitary meditation anymore. In other words, since I slipped away from those idiots, I was in a generally great mood.

  More precisely, until the hand grabbing the colr on the bay neck began to gently push me in the dire of the fight.

  I decided to take a stand didn't budge.

  -You are ing with me. You have a lot of expining to do based on what I heard from Anakin.

  I sighed, another fool that thought that he could push me around to his liking. I had enough of this for one day.

  Without any signs, I sent a moderately strong force push towards Kenobi. He sensed my iions, but from this close, he couldn't evade the attack. A direct hit, I noted with a smirk as I watched his body gain momentum and fly away from me.

  I have learo not use lightning attacks while being in a physical e with my victim a long time ago. Of course, sometimes you didn't have a choice, but since I wasn't keen on killing him, all things sidered, this was the ideal choice...

  A sharp sound remi of the hat occurs wheile material is ripped apart filled my ear protrusions for a moment. Then Obi'Wan nded in a pile of garbage oher side of the street with a loud bang, followed by cttering noises as trashs ay booze bottles flew around. It was then I felt as if my shirt had bee loose... I looked down and saw that my shirt was ripped in half diagonally, now only c half of my chest. I still had a bra on, luckily, but... it was actually ohat was given to me by the temple, at home... That was far from ideal... Uh-ho...

  So when I looked down I saink colored frilly monstrosity covered with small red cute hearts. I must have been indeed half asleep when I put this on in the m!

  There was an internal flict going on inside me. As the thoughts of various masters battled against one aheir genuine instincts rising in abhorrence, disgust, adoration, pride or simple u. Oh no! I must have been influenced by one of the masters’ habits again! For some reason, I felt as if the internal argument suddenly stopped, while every single presence gred at me in annoyand disbelief. Wha-what? Uh...

  It was known that all archive holders o have an exceptionally sound sense of personality, otherwise they would lose their grip on themselves. If your mind was in a weakeate for any reason, your sense of personality would weaken too, as you would iably lose some measure of trol over your as.

  I sighed… Old habits die hard after all...

  But... wait, among the masters... who would exactly wear cute child underwear... I am the only kid who became a holder while so young... Was... was it me all along... uhhh...

  With that realization, I looked up in growing embarrassment, and my eyes met with Kenobi's, looking at me with fusion, anger and stly... disfort. He fug saw it; I know! Also, there was a rge piey shirt still grasped in his right hand. Why didn't I think about that... ugh... of course this would happen if I force push him away while he is grasping the colr of my shirt. Damn!

  I should run away now, while he is fused... but... would I actually survive the embarrassment... I am a few thousand years old being... this, I might just die from shame... NONONO... it’s ok, I have experienced much worse... It will be fine...

  I was about to run away, gathering my spirit. Then I saw Obi'Wan standing up slowly, and looking at me with this ashamed expression, as if he itying a child, that was trying to act like an adult, failing miserably. Even if his posture ged to one less intimidating, was he afraid to scare me off?

  My feet were rooted in the ground as I took in his pitying expression. Oh, no... this idiot must think that I was ag the eime...

  I felt like a thief caught i of thievery and immediately began trying to expin it.

  -Lo-look! It’s not what you think... it was just an act...

  He raised his hand, looking away with ay expression.

  -You don't have to expin yourself... you are just a kid after all... sorry for sg you earlier... I fot about myself. Also sorry for your shirt.

  My expression turned paler, as I covered my chest with my arms, throwing a tantrum.

  -Its not like that! I am not just a kid! You shouldn't judge people based on something like that!

  He waved his hands in denial, then tinued.

  -Nobody is judging anyone here...

  He scratched the back of his head, then said.

  -I nning to apologize for not standing up for you ba the temple, when you were trusted in my care as a padawan. I wasn't willing to take on a new padawan at the time and didn't really do a fine job. Should have been more accepting, children are more sensitive than adults, after all. It was all o you as well.

  I was pletely baffled, hearing his words.

  I looked at him with gssy eyes and aionless expression.

  -You know that I am four thousand years old... stop patronizing me!

  He looked aside while making a strained expression, saying in a bored tone.

  -Sure you are...

  He was obviously not believing any of my words. FUbsp;

  I shouted at him in frustration.

  -At least try to act like you actually believe it!

  He scratched his head once more, than turned bae.

  -Look, girl. You are a member of this Grey Order and stuff like that... that's okay, but don't push it. I am not going to take in all of your lies. So just stop, you are a thirteen-year-old kid; the cil trusted you in my care. I don’t pn to let you get hurt until you are back at your temple, either. Nor will I let you walk away with a ripped shirt like that... We had enough unlucky misuanding among our people as it is… not going to let one more py out in such a way…

  I was shocked and in disbelief. Some of that was actually making sense, and turned out pretty detly… but the reason was all wrong, and I was not about to let that slip uhe radar.

  -What...? You were the one who ripped it!

  -Because you pushed me away with a force push out of the blue!

  This annoying man!

  -Would you let me go if I asked nicely?

  -No, you o expin a few things, and that is mandatory, especially after today.

  What is with his logic!

  -Why do I have to expin anything to you, and your cil?! Are you my father or what?

  -I am yal guardian, as your substitute master, so in a sense, yes. You are clearly underaged. You would do better to remember that.

  Shameless, utterly shameless!

  Before I could say anything, he tinued his speech.

  -I also heard that Ahsoka is still with your friends. You shouldn't disappear without giving her back first. Otherwise, some of the masters might interpret it as a kidnapping. Do you aim to create even more flict between us? Weren't you supposed to be a ral party? Then prove it, if you are.

  -She is my friend... I wouldn't... sigh...

  They were the ones who actually kidnapped me and took me as a hostage, and now they are trying to e like that!

  -I see that the saying is true. In judging others, the point of departure is always oneself.

  -I am surprised that a child such as you already know suplicated phrases.

  He gave me a warm smile teasingly.

  Shameless bastard, I thought... But my cheeks flushed a bit from the smile and the pliment... Why was I so weak to pliments... this must have to do with my current physical age...

  -You...

  He smirked, feeling more fident seeing my hesitation.

  I asked him in a sudden annoyanbsp;

  -Tcs... Shouldn't you go help out Anakin? Or do something more fruitful instead of bugging me... endlessly...

  Another fshing smile. Aw...

  -Oh my, and here I thought that you were enjoying yourself. Throwio the trash pile, and such joyful activities.

  He walked closer to me and draped a dirty, but warm, brown outer robe over my shoulders.

  I felt embarrassed even more... the tips of my leks were fidgeting around while my face took up a pink shade.

  -Well... ugh, sorry about that... you probably didn't deserve it... eh?

  I felt his hand pat the top of my head, and for a moment I was about to melt from the fortable sensation.

  -Heh... no, I probably did.

  He stated with a good-natured ugh… Am… am I being maniputed here?

  He reached his hand out towards me while asking with a shining smile.

  I o myself silently. Yes, I am being maniputed.

  -You ing? Based on the sounds, Anakin has already dealt with the es.

  -What?

  I focused on the sounds that were raging around just a while ago, but there was nothing to be heard.

  -Did he hahe situation already?

  -It seems so.

  Answered Obi'Wan.

  I hesitated for a while... It was not that surprising that he chose to ignore my statement about my age... Even Ahsoka doubts that all the time… I couldn't expect people to believe something that they think was pletely impossible so readily. Also, in the end he spoke true... I 't exactly leave Anakin, while Ahsoka is still in Unity. I probably o che Ava too. It was kind of rude to run away just like that... However, I am not going back to the jedi temple... no way.

  If they want to speak, I will be in this restaurant so they find me. I believe that I earned a vacation for w so hard i few weeks, meditating most of the days alone in the forest or personal meditation rooms wasing to the slightest.

  I sighed and walked by him, without the slightest iion of holding his hand. I was not a lost kid or something like that...

  -Alright, but don't expect me to go o your temple once more. You guys pyed that card already, not happening twice.

  -Hmmhmm...

  -As long as you uand... I guess it couldn't hurt to stick around for a while.