It's almost like being on autopilot. But there's a difference, when it's being orchestrated by the Force. Or maybe it always was, this feeling of knowing every step before he takes it, of all his actions fluid and foreordained. And now, with training, he's aware of it.
He has Vader--no, Anakin--almost to the ship, when the girl shows up. He'd been vaguely aware of her before, but only in the way he's aware of every life on this station, of the mixing and mingling of energies both individual and adding up to a maelstrom of panic and anger and despair.
He has enough of those of his own, thanks.
So when the girl approaches, telling him things he's already doing after the past hours/days/months of constant strain, he just stares for a long moment.
"It's not my decision to make," he says at last, looking back at his father. And reaching again to fulfill Anakin's request to remove his mask.
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He has Vader--no, Anakin--almost to the ship, when the girl shows up. He'd been vaguely aware of her before, but only in the way he's aware of every life on this station, of the mixing and mingling of energies both individual and adding up to a maelstrom of panic and anger and despair.
He has enough of those of his own, thanks.
So when the girl approaches, telling him things he's already doing after the past hours/days/months of constant strain, he just stares for a long moment.
"It's not my decision to make," he says at last, looking back at his father. And reaching again to fulfill Anakin's request to remove his mask.