Anakin was still cradling the bowl, leeching the warmth from it. "My memory is very good. It's probably what I can do best, remember things. So I tend to learn things quickly." He wasn't bragging, he was more upset he wasn't catching onto something as quickly as he wants.

But he followed Garth'zel's motion, licking his lips at the sight of the water, shifting his grip on the bowl to continue to hold it close while freeing a hand to grab it. He settles on using the table to support the bowl while keeping it close - his hand is pale but pinking where it's warming - and takes the glass, pulling a deep swallow from it.