No reading (Ahsoka)

I’m so pumped to go — I’m invincible.

“Ahsoka! Come back.”

“Why?! Master! The troops are already waiting in the ship!”

“Stretch.”

“UH! Are you serious?…”

“Yes, stretch.”

“Anakin. I’m a baJILLION times more flexible than you’ll ever be.”

“Have you ever gotten a cramp in a fight, Padawan? It’s — not fun.”

“No I haven’t gotten a cramp in a fight before, Master. Maybe because I… hydrate? And watch my salt intake? What does flexibility have to do with it?”

I think I totally put him on his ass with that (he was already there, but intellectually so now) and his mouth moves but no words come out. Actually he looks so sad I sit down and pointlessly stretch nothing to accomplish nothing. I can see he’s impresses by my range of motion but I am literally not stretching. This is just… a comfortable position.

“Good work, Padawan,” he says.

“Yeah… sure,” I snap, then think in my head, ‘They should never have made your dumb ass a Jedi.’

“HAHAHAHAA!” Anakin Skywalker bursts out laughing so loud it startles me. I think he genuinely enjoys it too. He heard what was in my head. Whatever I thought — ? it isn’t coming to me now — rather than despising me for thinking it (as I would have expected) he found it funny. Swear there’s no reading this guy.