"Okay, I'll stay," Obi-Wan said a moment later.

Bant grinned, "I'm glad."

Obi-Wan shook his head. "I don't know what you're smiling about. I'm about to fall asleep in the middle of the floor."

"I'll pull out the foldaway couch," Bant said, walking over to the closet. "I doubt it's been used since the last time you stayed here."

When Obi-Wan didn't reply, she turned around to see him curled up on her bed. "Well, how's that for a guest," she said with a smile.

Placing the extra sleep couch next to her own bed, she untangled Obi-Wan's braid from his tunic. She retrieved her sleep clothes from the cabinet and went into the bathroom to change. When she returned, Bant left a brief message for Qui-Gon.

Bant found a blanket to put on the extra couch, and then pulled the covers up over Obi-Wan. Tucking them in as best she could without waking him, she smiled. "Sweet dreams, my friend."

Only a few moments later, Bant, too, was fast asleep.

The two Padawans were still asleep when the door cracked open and a faint stream of light spilled into the room. Qui-Gon pushed the door open as silently as possible and walked into the room.

After he closed the door behind him, only the dull moonlight from the window illuminated the room. The Jedi Master crossed his arms across his chest, and looked at his sleeping Padawan. He couldn't help but think how peaceful he looked, tangled up in the covers.

Wake Obi-Wan.

Watch Obi-Wan sleep.