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The first thing Anakin noticed when he came to was that his body hurt everywhere. His legs felt like they were on fire and his right arm hurt to move. His head was cloudy and he couldn’t tell where he was. He tasted blood in his mouth. He thought he heard blasters in the distance, but he was more focused on the pain he felt.
Suddenly he felt someone touch his bad arm and he cried out in pain.
“Anakin! Oh force…”
Obi-wan was here, Anakin thought to himself, he can make this pain go away.
He heard Obi-wan talking on his comm, most likely to a medic before he spoke to Anakin again.
“I’m going to lift you up now, Anakin. This might hurt, I’ll be gentle as I can.”
Gentle hand grabbed his waist and lifted him up. The action jostled his injuries and the little he could see became blurry and black around the edges. The pain hurt so bad.
Anakin could hear Obi-Wan muttering to him, soothing words.
“It’s going to be okay, my Padawan.”
I know, Anakin thought, I’m with you.