As if responding to Ezra’s own reciting of the code, he would feel Obi-Wan’s anxiety begin to subside. Eventually leveling out to a low key concern before dropping off entirely.

Once he was absolutely certain that Padme would be all right, the Jedi finally emerged from the birthing room. His arm raised to dab a bit of sweat from his brow with his sleeve. The only remaining outward evidence of his worry.

Seeing Ezra and Clarice both there, he offered them a smile. “Everything went well and mother and babies are resting soundly.”