SWpromptsandask

autumnchild22:

… the youngling who’d hide under his robes and huddle to his body heat whenever it began to rain, always humming that blasted tune from the creche about rainclouds and honey bears as she did, just to poke gentle fun at him. Of course this habit died a quick death when she reached the age of sixteen, due to the onset of teen angst and a budding sense of dignity… but he liked to think that she’d stopped only because she could no longer fit beneath his robe.

Kenobi Tano AU