Anakin with Jinx and O-Mer walked the halls of the Jedi Temple. Since it was evening the halls were quiet and Anakin was glad. He didn't want to talk with anyone other than the two younglings.
"Master Skywalker," Jinx said as he looked over at Anakin who appeared tired.
"Please Jinx...call me Anakin."
"All right...Anakin. O-Mer and I have something we think you should have."
"What is it?"
Jinx reached into his tunic pocket and handed Anakin a lightsaber. Anakin recognized whose it was.
"Ahsoka.."
"It was damaged in the final battle with the Trandoshan hunters," O-Mer said feeling sad at the memory.
"Kriffin' lizards," Anakin said his eyes welling up but he blinked the tears away before the younglings could see. "Thank you for returning it to me. Let's go to the training room and take a go at the remotes. You game?"
The two younglings smiled and then nodded.