The appointment was set for the fourth hour after dawn, which meant Obi-Wan arrived at the third.
Arthur found him already in the corridor outside the Archives' main entrance, standing with his hands clasped behind his back in the posture of a man who had been waiting long enough to have exhausted the nervous version of waiting and settled into the disciplined one. The Temple's morning light fell through the high clerestory windows in long pale columns, and Obi-Wan stood inside one of them without appearing to notice, the light making nothing particularly dramatic of him, which Arthur had come to understand as a characteristic effect.
"You are early," Arthur said.
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