“I haven’t done anything,” Obi-Wan said with a sigh, ignoring Anakin’s raised fist and instead touching his lip and looking at the blood that got on his fingers as a result.

“As exhilarating as all this is,” he said sarcastically, “I’m tired, cold, and would like to put on some clothes. Standing here naked with you is not exactly my idea of a good time. Now if you’ll excuse me.”

Obi-Wan intrends to turn and walk away. Whether Anakin lets him is another thing.