"The Jundland Wastes are hardly what I'd call a 'backyard,'" Obi-Wan says with a rueful twist of his mouth.

Jacen's description of the object he's missing makes Obi-Wan frown... before it registers that it's a broad, but fitting, description of a lightsaber hilt. "Made of metal, fits nicely in the palm of your hand?" he asks tonelessly, staring at Jacen. "No, I'm afraid I didn't. And where did you get such a thing?"

His voice has grown cold, because while Jacen might be strong in the Force, and clearly has had some training... "All the wielders of that weapon are dead." Not precisely true, but close enough. "So either you found it, or you took it, and I'd like to know which it is."