Eventually, Anakin manages to settle on ride casual. And really, it's not like these Imperials are exactly on high alert. They hardly give him a second glance which is just fine by him since it meant he hadn't even needed to call on the Force to give them a suggestion not to see him.

He leaves the speeder bike somewhere safe and starts walking the streets once again though this time with just enough attention outward to keep him from tripping into anyone and the rest directed toward following that thread of energy that had felt so familiar.

Really, it takes less time than he might have thought but the man sitting off the side of the street doesn't look anything like the man he was expecting to find. If he'd been thinking clearly, he'd remind himself that Ahsoka looks nothing like the padawan he remembered either. And he definitely hasn't considered how he'd look to his old Master.

"O-..." he bites off the name with a quiet snarl before he finishes with, "...wen. Owen! Long time..."

Either he was right or the man would think he was crazy. Or both. Very likely the answer was really both.