But it would not be worthy of a Jedi. Jedi did not seek thrills.

Obi-Wan could understand a momentary tug toward the past. He would expect his Padawan to overcome it. A longing for such things was childish, in his opinion. As soon as they were alone, he would speak to Anakin about it….

"Obi-Wan, my friend?" Didi spoke in a low tone at his elbow. "A word?"

Liviani had received a call on her comlink and had turned away, so Obi-Wan followed Didi a few paces away from the others.

"I just wanted to say," Didi began, smoothing his tunic with plump fingers, "how my entire being is convulsed with joy to see your handsome and noble face once again — "

"You want a favor," Obi-Wan said flatly. He was fond of Didi, but he did not for one second think that Didi would hesitate to take advantage of their friendship.

Didi looked wounded. "Not a favor. Some company on a little errand — "

Obi-Wan began to turn away in dismissal.

"All right, all right! The truth! A favor!" Didi said quickly. He spread his hands, palms out. "But such a tiny one it hardly qualifies."

Obi-Wan closed his eyes for a second in irritation. Qui-Gon would ask for my patience. "What is it?"

"Shortly after arriving in Eusebus, I bought a swoop bike," Didi said.

"I thought it would make navigating these crowded streets much easier.

However, hardly had I gone two meters when the engine… whoosh, ka-blam!"

Didi's fingers traced an explosion in the air. "I want my money back, yet I fear that slimy son of a monkey-lizard will refuse me."

"But not if a Jedi is along," Obi-Wan said wearily.

"You would not have to do a thing! Just stand there and look invincible. Maybe casually take your lightsaber out and test it…"