Pausing with the glass half raised to his lips, Obi-Wan blinked at the teen sitting beside him. “Come again, could you repeat that?” He questioned, glancing to Mace to see if he had heard right.

Mace however looked as interested in the answer as Anakin did, his chin propped up on his fist as he eyed the two from the leather armchair Obi-Wan recently bought to replace the old one.

“Can you freeze water?” Anakin repeated, swaying lightly on the couch with his palms down on the furniture, his blue eyes focused on Obi-Wan.

Once, that attention would have been unnerving but… well, Obi-Wan had honestly gotten used to the attention if he was frank about it. And Anakin had for the most part learned to temper his powers and not expose too much of it on someone.

Glancing down into his cup, Obi-Wan swirled the water a bit. “I haven’t really tried it,” He mused, frowning slightly. “But ice is water, so it should be part of my powers now that I think about it,” Obi-Wan took a quick sip to wet his throat and then set the glass down on the caff table on the old coaster. “Why do you ask?”

Anakin squirmed a bit. “I was just wondering honestly, cause I was thinking about how you made me fill up those batteries by summoning a lightening charge and focusing it and that made me think about the things you could do,” Mace narrowed his eyes at Obi-Wan and the redhead covered a cough. Yeaaah, he hadn’t cleared that particular activity with Mace before doing it but oh well. “And water is your domain, so shouldn’t ice be part of it?” Anakin continued, oblivious to his master giving Obi-Wan the stink eye.

Sitting back on the couch, Obi-Wan stroked his chin, thoughtfully eyeing the glass as he smoothed his thumb over his facial hair. “There is potential in it. I must admit, I have never tried but…” He paused, lips pursed as he stared at the water in the glass.

The prospect of controlling ice was something Obi-Wan did not think he could do, that seemed more elemental control than what his godly parent had as domain and ice in itself was rigid.

However… maybe he could direct the water and then freeze it?

He could imagine several instances such a thing could be very useful for.

Pulling the water from his glass, Obi-Wan settled it between his hands, controlling it while ignoring Anakin’s excited little gasp.

Anakin had a tendency to like it too much when Obi-Wan did use the inheritance powers that they shared in their bloodline.

It was easy to hold the water trapped like that, as if it was still in a container.

And as if it was clay and not water, Obi-Wan molded it after a thoughtful little hum, shaping the nubian ship they had landed on Tatooine with so long ago. “I don’t think I can control ice, ice is part of the waters domain but its unyielding, ice does not bend but crumble. I make water bend to my control, I am its master so to speak,” He glanced at Anakin first, to see if the other got it then he glanced to Mace. “However, if I give up the control of it…”

Mace looked fascinated, staring at the water as Obi-Wan made it shift through shapes, all from lighsabers, crystals, Jedi he knew and ships that Obi-Wan was aware of before he settled and focused properly as the water settled on Qui-Gon’s shape.

And there Obi-Wan gave up his control, turning the water into ice as he gave up the water.

A light mist rose from it, Qui-Gon’s defined features for all of them to see as the frost smoke rose due to the difference in temperature.

“Wizard!” Anakin gasped, beaming at Obi-Wan as he glanced from the figure to Obi-Wan, blue eyes wide with delight.

Sending the teen a small smirk, Obi-Wan stood and made his way to the kitchen to place the figure in the freezer.

He’d get a case to keep it in, a chilled one. Qui-Gon would get a kick out of it if Obi-Wan could bring it to the halls to show him.

Sometime, to gain anything, you’d have to give up control of something.