[Putting his arms around her when she sits in his lap, Obi-Wan takes a breath and calms his nerves. This was never easy to talk about, and he had been largely avoiding it since he came back to Folkmore. But it could only be avoided for so long he supposed.]

Well, it all revolves around your father. His name was Anakin Skywalker. He was my apprentice once, just like you are now. And he was exactly your age when we first met.

[A melancholy smile touches his lips as he thought of Anakin. Of all the many memories they had, bitter and sweet.]

He was a slave on Tatooine when my master found him, and we took him with us after freeing him. Many on the Jedi council didn't think he should be trained as a Jedi because he was considered too old. My master was stubborn though and intended to train him, but didn't get the chance. Just before he died, his last wish was that I would train him, and I promised I would.