When everyone in a position of authority who wasn't your mother had dealt with you harshly, it was difficult to learn to adjust your expectations to a softer hand.

And yet, that was almost more stressful: Anakin wanted Obi-Wan to want him and love him and for Anakin, that meant proving he was worth it. He has to prefect and then better, in his mind.

And he was often not.

"No. I don't think I kick." He'd not shared a bed regularly with his mother in a few years before Qui-Gon rescued him, but even when Watto had first won them, even having space that wasn't a sleeping mat, they had slept curled tight into each other's arms. He still tended too fidget, and he talked in his sleep sometimes. But he didn't kick. "But I can sleep on the floor if you want."

He didn't want to. Inside he jumped at the chance for the private attention.