Anakin was prepared to move on without addressing Obi-Wan's admonishment, probably with dropping a few more swear words, but his twin beat him to it. He'd let them hash out who could use bad language, problem solved for him.

"My twin has a point- about Sidious." Surprisingly, he found he wasn't jealous about the easy, fun camaraderie between the two. His Obi-Wan was... gone, for lack of a better word. Gone because he'd pushed him away, fought him, killed him, and that was all buffered by two lifetimes of experience. Maybe he was sad to see it displayed in front of him again, there but out of reach for him, but there were somethings, things you personally altered, that you couldn't get back.

He moved on. "Sidious wouldn't want me here, for my aforementioned wealth of knowledge about him." He didn't elaborate. "So I think this is the Force's fuckery. But I don't know how much I can tell you- we haven't established if my being here will tear this universe apart yet. If I say what I know, will it destabilize everything? I'll wholly admit I thrive on chaos, but we should really figure out if it's safe for me to say more first."