[He smiled softly, a hand coming up to rub at his chin, hiding a smile.]

My... friend called you a Great General. I know you as old Ben Kenobi. When I met you, you saved me from Tusken Raiders. I'm pretty sure you've saved me a few times, as a kid. You're wise and calm. Level headed. Meeting you now, at this age? My opinion of you hasn't changed yet. I suppose that's exactly what I expected of a younger Obi-wan.

[He actually chuckled, amused. This was so strange still, but utterly amazing as well. He was VERY sure he had to be dreaming.]