“I grieved her as well,” Obi-Wan said. “But I knew that my grief did not match yours, that it never would. I did not know how to help you. I was lost.”
Suddenly Qui-Gon stopped and turned to face his Padawan. “I am the one who was lost, Padawan. You were generous and patient with me. And I needed that patience. I still carry the wound I suffered when I lost Tahl. I will for the rest of my life.”
Obi-Wan nodded solemnly. “I know,” he said softly.
Qui-Gon placed a hand on Obi-Wan’s shoulder. “I am grateful for your efforts to help me through my pain. For a long time I was not ready to hear your words, but you were still right to speak them. Thanks to you I have found myself again—I have found a way to go on. Your words … you are a comfort to me. Thank you.”
Obi-Wan let out a deep breath and smiled. “You’re welcome,” he said.