Well, Denny, I think it all comes down to the fact that you only hurt the one you love. Obi-Wan was the character that caught my attention in TPM. My heart went out to him. And suddenly, I wanted to see him in danger. I wanted to see him in pain. These things tickled my stomach with excitement precisely because I cared about that character. I liked worrying about him--I wanted to worry about him! But of course I wanted everything to turn out all right in the end, too. If Obi-Wan had been killed or turned to the Dark Side, that would have put me off. I like the hurt and the comfort. The hurt gives me the thrill of suspense, I guess, and the comfort fulfils my desire to nurture and take care of vulnerable people. Or something like that, anyway.