[The pressure - the call - in the Force increases and Anakin knows he cannot brush this man off. He had felt the same intensity when he had encountered Luke. No, not the same intensity exactly. It feels lessened; further away, but it exists nonetheless and he wants to know why.]
How are you related to him? [A son? Time holds no meaning, so that is a possibility. Or maybe... A brother? His brow furrows and he grits his teeth in frustration. There is so much he should know but answers do not come easily or cheaply.]
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How are you related to him? [A son? Time holds no meaning, so that is a possibility. Or maybe... A brother? His brow furrows and he grits his teeth in frustration. There is so much he should know but answers do not come easily or cheaply.]