"It is," Vanya affirms, shoving her cold hands into her coat pockets. "I... think we got close once." She shifts her weight on her legs, telling herself she's fine, it's fine, nobody's perfect, etc. "He just laughed." Vanya may have freaked out then, but she can't help the bubble of a laugh now. She'd cried and he bounced up and asked to go again.

Vanya looks up at Obi-Wan again and sees that he is still unperturbed. Maybe she wasn't doing anything wrong.

"Are you going somewhere?"