Obi-Wan smiled just slightly to himself-- first at Ferus's agreement, and then at his gentle but obvious prompting. She was on his mind often enough, it was true, and he appreciated Ferus being there at a moment where she was--he had been important to her just as she was important to him. Few others had a strong bond with her.

Part of the reason he had meant to contact Ferus after the Wars was to inform him of Siri's passing. For him to not know--

At least he learned from another source.

But he didn't mind the probing question. As much as the thought of Siri would likely always bring him some grief, he had already been learning to move on from her death when the Purge had happened. The wound her passing left was not as open and raw, though it had been deep.

And their years as Padawans together, long in the past now, was hardly painful. It brought back fond enough memories.

"We did," he confirmed, not turning back to look at Ferus, but feeling calm enough with this memory. "She had been a youngling still when we first came to know each other, but her first mission off-planet as a Padawan was to accompany Qui-Gon and I. She did not," he mused, thinking back on her disdain, "like me very much at the time."