The problem with this intruder... this imposter? was that he felt, in the Force, like Anakin.

Nobody felt like Anakin in the Force. No Jedi or Force-sensitive that Obi-Wan had ever come across in his life had ever burned in the Force with the fire of his former apprentice. Until now. And it was a man with Anakin's face.

Obi-Wan casually moved towards the intruder's other side at Anakin's subtle indication, but his expression remained calm. Unthreatening. The approachable face of The Negotiator.

"Excuse me, young man. What might we call you?" he asked. "My name is Obi-Wan Kenobi."