Ariadne nearly laughed. Not because it was funny. No. None of it was even remotely funny. Painfully familiar, if anything.

But. The idea of her telling Anakin...anything. That...that part was laughable.

"Ezra," she said, holding up her hands in a gesture of surrender. "I don't mean to sound dramatic. But if I ever see Anakin Skywalker again, the last thing you need to worry about is me talking to him. After the way he's treated me and my friends, he'll be lucky if I just turn around and walk in the other direction." She wasn't violent by nature. But she was sorely tempted to throttle him.

All that to say:

"We're not friends any more."