[Excuse you.]

I agree with you there.

[Obi-Wan can’t say he likes being here, even if the people have been nice. It’s still not where he wants to be. He would rather be back home.]

I can’t say I’ve ever met any inquisitor people, here or otherwise. But that sounds to me like it was a trap.

[Obi-Wan is alert as they walk and talk, his eyes scanning the bleak landscape. Soon enough he spots the figures of trees up ahead, so that’s where he goes.]

How did you get away?