"I thought this thing was supposed to help." Anakin muttered between breaths, his head between his knees. Obi-Wan sat on the floor next to him, a comforting hand resting on his shoulder.

"How are you feeling?" Obi-Wan asked.

"I feel like shit." Anakin replied, taking another deep breath. Obi-Wan wanted to nag him for his language but couldn't bring himself to do it. Not after watching Anakin get so dizzy from moving too quickly that he was now on the floor, trying his best to not faint again.

"Maybe you should try drinking some water?" Obi-Wan suggested. Anakin didn't say anything, but instead brought his head up from between his knees. Obi-Wan frowned; Anakin was deathly pale, with beads of sweat rolling down his face. He was breathing quickly, almost hyperventilating.

"Anakin, Anakin!" Obi-Wan called out as he shook Anakin's arm slightly. He could feel him trembling beneath his grip and he contemplated calling a temple healer right then and there. Suddenly, Anakin coughed roughly and placed a hand over his chest, gripping the fabric of his tunic.

"can't… breathe…" He said between gasps for air.

"Does your chest hurt?" Obi-Wan asked, trying to keep his voice calm. Anakin nodded, and Obi-Wan bit his lip, trying to think of a way out of this.

"Anakin, look at me." He said softly. Anakin opened his eyes and looked at him.

"Focus on me, okay?" Anakin nodded.

"Breathe with me." Obi-Wan said, and took a deep breath in, thinking about all of the times he had walked Anakin through various breathing exercises. But that was when he was boy, and first learning, now when he was an adult who was struggling to breathe. Anakin tried his best to follow Obi-Wan's breathing, and after several minutes- neither were sure how much time had passed, Anakin's breathing had calmed down enough to where he was no longer hyperventilating.

"Now, would you like that glass of water?" Obi-Wan asked, relieved to see that Anakin was doing better.

"Sure." He replied. Anakin moved to start to get up, but Obi-Wan placed a hand on his shoulder.

"Stay put. I'll bring it to you." Anakin rolled his eyes.

"Remember what happened the last time you tried to get a glass of water on your own?" Obi-Wan countered. Anakin pouted.

"I'm not an invalid." He muttered.

"No, but I don't want you fainting on me again." Obi-Wan replied as he stood up. "I'll be back in a moment."

To his surprise, Anakin hadn't moved from where he sat when he returned. He handed the glass back to Anakin and sat on the floor next to him.

"What's Ahsoka gonna think if she walks in and sees us just sitting on the floor like this?" Anakin asked after taking several sips of water.

"Honestly, Anakin, Ahsoka has seen us do stranger things than sit on the floor together." Obi-Wan responded. Anakin chuckled, and took another sip of water. They sat there for a moment before Anakin spoke.

"How long do you think I have to wear this thing for?" He asked, looking down at his chest.

"Until your body heals from it's most recent ordeal, I imagine." Obi-Wan replied. "Prolonged electrocution like that can kill people and cause serious damage."

Anakin rolled his eyes. "You don't have to tell me twice. I've never been this… tired before." He trailed off, and Obi-Wan looked at him

"Well…" Anakin began cautiously, "It's weird. And I know Master Che told me to expect feeling like this." He added on quickly, trying to ease Obi-Wan's mind. "But it's like as if all of my stamina is gone. And those pills she wants me to take make me throw up." He muttered.

"And do you take them?" Obi-Wan asked while raising an eyebrow.

"I try to, but a lot of the time they just come back up an hour later or so." Anakin mumbled. He looked at Obi-Wan.

"Don't worry too much, Master." Anakin said with a small smile. "I'm sure that it'll be fine."

"Anakin." Obi-Wan sighed. Anakin smirked and stood up, only to then sway to the side. Obi-Wan shot up after him, grabbing his arm and stopping him from falling forward.

"Honestly, Anakin." Obi-Wan muttered. "You're going to be the death of me." Anakin groaned weakly and leaned against the wall.

"Don't say that." He muttered. He slowly stood up straight and took a deep breath.

"See?" Anakin said with a smirk. "Better now."

"Anakin."

"At least I didn't faint into your arms this time."

"Who's fainting into whose arms?" Ahsoka asked as she walked into their apartment. She looked at Anakin.

"Did you faint into Master Kenobi's arms again?"

"No."

"Yes."

"Hey!"

Ahsoka rolled her eyes.