Oh. Obi-Wan runs a hand through his short hair as he listens with a thoughtful frown.

“It seems to me that your group had extenuating circumstances. We have our rules, but the masters are not without reason and understanding. Sounds like Anakin wasn’t nearly so forgiving.”

He’s trying to direct the conversation away from himself now. Because he’s not Master Kenobi. He’s Padawan Kenobi. A version that lacks wisdom and experience. There was no certainty he wouldn’t steer someone wrong.