To all appearances, the man meditating has no awareness of his watcher at all. His breathing has not changed. nor his posture, and his eyes are still closed wholly to his environment. He does not move, does not shift, does not make any indication of the presence near him at all. None, that is, save that he speaks, and Kenobi's voice is warm, and welcoming.

"Come here, young one. Do not be afraid."

Meanwhile, Kenobi will bask in the feeling of this unknown presence. It has been so long since he has been around other people, much less those he might call kin, and the distinctive way they are bright in the chakra landscape around him is comforting. Even if this one still seems to have much to learn, all his excess energy seemingly without bounds.

"Sit with me."