The timing of their emergence into broad daylight had to be on purpose, Obi-Wan believes, if only to throw them off-guard; so when he finally blinks back the tears threatening to form due to the shock of sunlight and gets a good look around, he's utterly confused.

He catches Anakin's glance, reading into it and nodding imperceptibly to say he agrees. This just gets curiouser and curiouser.

His surprise is further compounded when he catches sight of the woman again, giving orders to a couple of the workers. Which in and of itself isn't out of place, but the fact that her body language is completely different to the stand-offish brute that she portrayed when she and her crew picked the Jedi up.

Far from eliciting fear, or acting the high and mighty lord over the people, she's actually gentle and respectful with them.

A sharp poke in his shoulder draws Obi-Wan's attention back to their predicament, and he pulls his attention away from the woman to favour his guard with a side-long glance.

"Let me guess, we're honoured guests of whomever runs this place, and we're going to be enjoying the same hospitality that we were given on the ship?"

"Shut it," the guard barks. "The Master will be deciding what ta do with yous."