"Perhaps," Obi-Wan said slowly with furrowed eyebrows. "It's never been a problem before, although I can think of scenarios where it could be." What if some future enemies showed up here and heard he was around? Obi-Wan had enough on his plate at the moment, what with being held captive, dealing with a dampened connection to the Force, and battling with the local wildlife every night.

"Many people here already know me as Obi-Wan, but I suppose I could adopt a temporary name with new acquaintances I meet." He didn't think there was any reason to actively hide who he was, but it probably wasn't smart to just go casually tossing his name everywhere. Not anymore.

Strange, how Qui-Gon didn't seem to have this kind of celebrity status following him around. Obi-Wan had always considered his former Master to be the best Jedi he'd ever known, even if he didn't always like his tendency to disagree with the Council at inconvenient times. Still, it was probably for the best that they both didn't have to put in extra effort to stay out of the public eye.

"However," he added, bringing himself back to the matter at hand, "I'm unsure of what would be a suitable name, given the circumstances."