The question hidden within enemies-to-lovers is “who will love me at my worst?”, the question hidden within friends-to-lovers is “who will love me at my most mundane?”, hope this helps
not now kitten, daddy has to write strange self indulgent fan fiction.
thinking about anakin giving interviews during the clone wars and the most important thing - literally everyone else has tried to prevent this
the council has never asked him to talk to the media like haha no way big guy!! you're the brawn not the spokesperson! go do what you do best. obi-wan has moved mountains to ensure that it is always Him, and not anakin, who ends up cornered by the press and whose quotes end up in media publications across the galaxy. even ahsoka, after One Experience, knows that when the journalists turn up it's time to distract anakin immediately and take the interview herself if she has to
all this to say i believe in my heart that anakin has never told a coherent story in his life. anakin's storytelling style is just maximum adhd - there are side tangents, there are multiple asides, there are loops back to a thing he forgot to tell you about, and wait, better start over, but just gotta fill you in on this critical bit of mechanical engineering for a solid ten minutes first. not a single coherent tale has ever left those lips. he isn't betraying war secrets, but he is somehow wandering from "how's it going on the front" to "what happened under the tables at the last wartime propaganda gala" to a rousing tale of his years training under obi-wan that is cut off at its most interesting point and never returned to, no matter how much you prompt him
and for the record, obi-wan is immensely fond of anakin's storytelling. he's got the art of anakin interpretation down. there's always something unexpected clattering around that curly head, and a winding journey between Point A and Point B that never fails to amuse obi-wan. but neither he nor the rest of the galaxy need the famous general skywalker's foot rash that he got on a muddy battlefield and all of his subsequent boot-related complaints immortalised in print. the journalist just needs a quick, catchy soundbite to reassure the public that things are under control, not a detailed update on what-might-be-fungal-but-anakin-isn't-sure-yet
One of my favourite things about Scarlet Hollow is how frequently you have the option to start crying. It's so real. I would be crying too if I were facing The Horrors.
I think it's fun that the titular dragons of Dragon Age ARE mysteriously coming back from extinction, but that is (1) never explained and (2) never plot relevant. It's like if during a major apocalyptic event, you just randomly started seeing dodos again. like hey that's neat. anyways