"Man-friend," Obi-Wan echoes with a warm laugh. "Yes, alright, I can accept that title."
He and Klaus have never had a conversation attempting to specifically define what they mean to one another and Obi-Wan is comfortable with that, at least for the time being. There are no illusions that exist between them and he's well aware whatever form their relationship takes, it's not the same as one might have been had he left the Jedi order for Satine. Obi-Wan knows, however many other people may or may not catch his eye -- and admittedly, there are very few -- his heart has already been spoken for in a way it hasn't in a very long time.
There is no comparison between Klaus and Satine but for how they've made him feel.
"Does it help at all to know most of the people I've met before Darrow were usually trying to kill me?" he asks, his smile growing at he looks over at Vanya, then begins to walk toward the city proper once more.
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He and Klaus have never had a conversation attempting to specifically define what they mean to one another and Obi-Wan is comfortable with that, at least for the time being. There are no illusions that exist between them and he's well aware whatever form their relationship takes, it's not the same as one might have been had he left the Jedi order for Satine. Obi-Wan knows, however many other people may or may not catch his eye -- and admittedly, there are very few -- his heart has already been spoken for in a way it hasn't in a very long time.
There is no comparison between Klaus and Satine but for how they've made him feel.
"Does it help at all to know most of the people I've met before Darrow were usually trying to kill me?" he asks, his smile growing at he looks over at Vanya, then begins to walk toward the city proper once more.