When the tea is ready, Obi-Wan uses a spoon to fish out the bag and sets it aside to cool in the little dish beside his sink for this very purpose. Then he picks up his mug and goes with Klaus into the living room, settling in beside him. He turns his body so he's facing Klaus, his mug of tea held cupped in one hand as he waits for him to speak.

Something is on his mind and Obi-Wan allows him the time he needs to decide what he wants to say. He sips his tea, then listens, nodding slightly when Klaus says his nightmares are getting worse. The news isn't surprising really, he's been present when Klaus has had nightmares before, he's seen just how difficult they are, the toll they take on Klaus. That first night, he'd reached for his lightsaber without thought, worried someone had been hurting Klaus, someone in the room with them.

He's learned since then, but that doesn't meant he doesn't wish to help stop them any less.

"That sounds frightening," he says. "Even if it's something you've experienced before. You're not getting much sleep, are you?"