"Perhaps a little," he admits, closing his eyes as Obi-Wan's fingers card through his hair, gently pulling it back into a loose braid. It's almost wild to him, how peaceful he feels. It's been a perfect night with a perfect person, and he's wildly in love and so happy, here in this house with this man, knowing that almost his entire family is safe under one roof.

If Diego would just hurry up and get here, he would have everyone he loves. It'll happen, he thinks. He has hope.

For now, he relaxes against Obi-Wan with a soft sigh, utterly content, and so very loved.