Day 29: Sun Room

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It was with some relief that Yuuhi awoke the next morning, in his own bed, sore and tired and achy.  He would've slept more had they let him, his face down in the pillow, away from all the others and their questions and their concern.  He didn't want to see them, but he managed a little smile when the nurse came in and didn't object when she lead him out into the open hallway that had been splattered with blood, plenty of it his, just last night. 

The Chapel or the Sun Room?  He felt he had good reason not to be terribly religious and had a feeling he wouldn't be very welcome there anyway.  The Sun Room would be nice though.  It was bright and cheery and he could always doodle or write notes on the community board if he'd nothing better to do.  Besides, the nurse was kind enough to let him take a book with him.

He found a seat on one of the couches, far from the entrance and seated himself in the far corner, legs scrunched up against his chest so he only took up one of the cushions.  He opened up where he'd left off, fingers carefully turning the worn pages  of Dorothy and the Wizard in Oz. 

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Harry? No, Obi-Wan was certain he'd never met this young man, though, come to think of it, he might have seen his name floating around on the bulletin board.

"Pleased to meet you, Harry," the Jedi replied, bowing his head politely. A character from a book, though? He could certainly relate to that. "I get similar reactions from people, to be honest. My name is Obi-Wan Kenobi."

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Harry thought the name sounded familiar, but it couldn't possibly be someone he knew because a name like that stood out. He frowned, trying to place it. He honestly didn't know a lot of films. It wasn't as if his aunt and uncle let him watch whatever he pleased when he lived with them, and then when he hadn't lived with them it had been with wizards and none of them even knew what a film was.

"I didn't mean to throw off whatever you were doing," he said honestly. "Was it something like ... meditation?" He couldn't help but be curious. If Obi-Wan wanted to be left in peace Harry would leave him be, but otherwise it wouldn't hurt to try and make friends.

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Obi-Wan shook his head. "No need to apologize." After all, he'd been the one who'd chosen to meditate here in the first place. Doing such things in a public place ran the risk of getting approached by others. And he certainly didn't want to gain a reputation of being someone who was unapproachable. No, it was best to be open and cooperative whenever opportunities like these came up.

"And, yes, I was meditating, actually," he added. "It was a daily habit of mine before coming here, so I try to keep it up as best as I can, especially now."