Anakin sits down across from his fatherbrotherformer master and pushes a warm mug of rich tea over to him, settling its twin in his own hands.
"Take a break, Obi-Wan; you've been working for hours and you need to rest or else you'll collapse."
Obi-Wan looks up from his paperwork with bleary eyes and ruffled hair to see his brotherchildformer padawan looking at him with soft eyes, and his arguments about the urgency of his work all fade; maybe he can stand to take a short break.