[The ensuing silence is a balm for Vyng's frayed mind. He typically has to leave home to find a place to sort his thoughts. But regardless of whether he's at home or outside, he never has the luxury of a confidant who understands what he's dealing with. Obi-Wan's willingness to sit with the aftermath of their meditation session is...nice. Comforting, in a way.
Another bite of his sandwich. Slow, methodical chewing. Vyng closes his eyes, giving them some much-needed rest, and simply lets himself be.]
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Another bite of his sandwich. Slow, methodical chewing. Vyng closes his eyes, giving them some much-needed rest, and simply lets himself be.]