while the offer is appreciated, they're his duties. he wouldn't be a very good 𝘮𝘢𝘳𝘴𝘩𝘢𝘭 commander if he pawned of the things he needed to do.
that's if he wanted to. he does not.
his gaze lingered on the furrow in obi-wan's brow for a moment before dropping to his
mug as he took a slow sip of caf.
after a beat, dark eyes found the jedi's again
as he lifted an eyebrow.
"what are we looking at, sir?"
cody's expression flattened. just a little.
not because he objected to being asked for his opinion — if anything, that part came easier with 𝘩𝘪𝘴 general than it did with others, but because he knew that look. +
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“ ah, observant as always. ”
obi-wan allowed himself a quiet chuckle as he accepted the mug from cody. their fingers brushed briefly in the exchange, a fleeting point of contact that lingered in his awareness longer than it ..
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