"Welcome back, everyone," Ben said with an easy grin. "Hopefully your weeks were less eventful than the weekend, though my daughter certainly enjoyed streaking around our room." Ben paused. "She's a year old, so it wasn't weird."

Obi-Wan repressed a smile. "The most straightforward unexpected family event you may suffer on Fandom is the appearance of a relative at the Welcome Picnic," he said. "If you are lucky - or depending on the circumstances, not so - it will be the relative you know, from the same time that you came in on, and the same place."

Ben nodded. "If you're not so lucky--and trust me on this one because it happened to me--you meet one who doesn't know the trauma they're going to hit a few months or years down the road."

"How does one deal with that?" Obi-Wan said. "Say, you know a relative will perish within the next two years - and there they are, alive and well, unknowing of what fate might befall them. Or perhaps they'll fall ill, or have some terrible brush with danger. Do you tell them? How?"

"And how do you deal with it if nothing changes, either if you tell them or keep it to yourself?" Ben added. "You know, the easy questions."

"It is best to be prepared, just in case," Obi-Wan said. "We would like you to discuss this in the hypothetical, and consider if there is anyone you know who might put you in such a situation."