He hasn't forgotten that Ezra knows the identity of the Sith Lord, or how apparently he's right in front of their noses, but this is a much more horrifying prospect. Obi-Wan sits back, looking at Ezra for a long moment, before sliding his gaze over to the men at the door. He sees them shift their weight, glance at one another, can sense their unease — but it isn't the sort of unease that comes with being caught in a lie.
And beyond that, Obi-Wan could never imagine the 212th turning on him. Cody, Rex, the rest of the 501st... these men have laid down their lives for the Jedi time and again.
"If something seems too good to be true, it usually is," He says quietly to himself, as though reciting something he has heard before. The serendipity of the clone army being prepared just in time for the war... it had given all of them a sense of unease. It was foolish of them not to look further into this.
He needs to talk to Anakin. He needs to talk to the Council. Obi-Wan stands up, and the transition from Jedi Master to General is apparent in his posture. Still, he pauses long enough to give Ezra a genuinely concerned look.
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And beyond that, Obi-Wan could never imagine the 212th turning on him. Cody, Rex, the rest of the 501st... these men have laid down their lives for the Jedi time and again.
"If something seems too good to be true, it usually is," He says quietly to himself, as though reciting something he has heard before. The serendipity of the clone army being prepared just in time for the war... it had given all of them a sense of unease. It was foolish of them not to look further into this.
He needs to talk to Anakin. He needs to talk to the Council. Obi-Wan stands up, and the transition from Jedi Master to General is apparent in his posture. Still, he pauses long enough to give Ezra a genuinely concerned look.
"I need to make a call. You'll be alright here?"