...sider this, but then said, "I've never heard of such a technique, Master. Are you certain of this?"
"You question your master?" Anakin asked calmly with a sardonic grin. "Maybe I should relay your insolence to Master Yoda. Maybe then you can find a better Jedi Knight with whom to continue your training, though I somewhat doubt that."
"Oh, Master Anakin, no!" cried Ahsoka, startled. "Please forgive me. I didn't mean to question your wisdom and guidance."
"Then come, Snips, and delay no further. As you say we have a big day tomorrow."
"Yes… yes, Master."
Hesitantly, Ahsoka approached her master as he watched her silently.
"Now what are you doing?" Anakin groaned with frustration.
"What, Master? I'm doing as you ask."
"Not in those filthy garbs." said Anakin. "Besides, communion with the Force is a fully tactile experience which cannot very well be accomplished when you're bound to the physical realm by those cumbersome rags."
"So then I should..."
"Undress, yes of course. And quickly, your Master grows impatient. I don't want to have anything interfering with our connection to the Force."
"As you say, Master." whispered Ahsoka, meekly.
Anakin watched intently as his young padawan disrobed.
As she stood before the Jedi knight, vulnerable and exposed, Ahsoka found herself staring down at her feet, unable to look her master in the eye. Cold, she began to shiver.
Anakin sat up for a...