Obi-Wan had been on his way back from bartering with the traders when he'd heard something moving. He had his hand on the saber hilt hanging at his hip, just as Adela was reaching for her own weapon, but ... even if they told him the energy here wasn't the Force, he wouldn't believe it. He could still feel it, just the same as he could at home, though it was muted. And it felt so similar ... he knew he could trust it just as much. And what he felt told him there was no immediate threat.

"It's alright," he called out quietly. "I'm just a traveler."