He started moving toward the kitchen again, frowning as he thought over what she'd said and still keeping hold of her hand. "I'll have to talk to Obi-Wan about it." He's sure the other man knows what's going on. Anakin is from his world, after all, and was a friend.

As they entered the kitchen, Darius went straight for the freezer. It was easier to find things now that there was cleaning involved, and he'd managed to make cleaning towels from various scraps he found around the facility. That at least helped better than when Obi-Wan had been injured.