There was no outward indication that he recognized Anakin, even once he had. His gaze didn't linger on the younger man, his steps didn't slow, the speed of his steps and set of his shoulders remained the same.
He walked down increasingly grim streets and filthy alleys, showing no more sign that he was aware of being followed than he had recognition of Anakin.
He led them through the maze until it reached a dead end, in an ally that frankly reeked of garbage and misery, and turned to face Anakin. Thanks to being exhausted, a bit thinner than he had been, and the ragged state of his clothing, he fit right in.
He pushed his hood back looked at him for a moment and then closed his eyes. "Thank Force." He's never been so grateful. "I wasn't sure-" He couldn't verbalize the rest of the thought. "I thought you might have-" Or that one.
He was past crying - he'd cried more in the past few days than he had in the rest of his life combined - but for a bare moment it was a near thing.
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Date: 2019-12-28 05:02 am (UTC)He walked down increasingly grim streets and filthy alleys, showing no more sign that he was aware of being followed than he had recognition of Anakin.
He led them through the maze until it reached a dead end, in an ally that frankly reeked of garbage and misery, and turned to face Anakin. Thanks to being exhausted, a bit thinner than he had been, and the ragged state of his clothing, he fit right in.
He pushed his hood back looked at him for a moment and then closed his eyes. "Thank Force." He's never been so grateful. "I wasn't sure-" He couldn't verbalize the rest of the thought. "I thought you might have-" Or that one.
He was past crying - he'd cried more in the past few days than he had in the rest of his life combined - but for a bare moment it was a near thing.