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Oddly enough, as he dragged his friend's body to the steps of the shallow end, the only thing he could think of was the fact that the last words between them had been poisoned with fear and suspicion. He sank to an upper step, turning Bacco face up, staring dazedly down into the empty face. Wide, sightless brown eyes met his....a complete lack of expression on a face so often vibrant with emotion. With a trembling hand, he brushed the thin lids closed, swallowing through a throat thick with guilt and grief. Obi Wan pulled the dark head into his lap, smoothing the sleek wet hair back from skin already turning bone white in death.