[ There are a lot of words being said that make absolutely no sense to him and keep confusing the situation further. For every explanation his mind comes up with, another curveball is thrown his direction, upending his legs from under him. He kinds himself pacing, much like a Nexu in a cage, ready to lash out as soon as an opportunity presented itself.
He doesn't want to last out at her, precisely, but this lost feeling- one he's been struggling with so often lately- is only intensifying and it's hard to see the surface. It is a very long silence as he lets everything sink in before he speaks to her, even acknowledges her with that steely gaze once again. His expression has lost some of its fire, but there are nothing but questions he needs to ask.
The Battle of Yavin is one he doesn't know, the Death Star raises many more questions, but the one he desires to ask about the most, no. The one he has to ask about is his own name.
Skywalker.
He has no siblings, none by blood, so the Skywalker name would die with him. But.. Padme was pregnant. Anakin stops in his tracks and has to sit down, feeling lightheaded. ]
Luke.. Is he--
[ Dead? Here? Could he answer any of the questions that Anakin had? No, this is ridiculous. The whole situation is mad. He's simply losing his grip on reality. He scrubs at his scalp, fingers gripping his hair tightly, the sharp pain helping to give him focus. ]
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Date: 2020-03-23 03:53 am (UTC)He doesn't want to last out at her, precisely, but this lost feeling- one he's been struggling with so often lately- is only intensifying and it's hard to see the surface. It is a very long silence as he lets everything sink in before he speaks to her, even acknowledges her with that steely gaze once again. His expression has lost some of its fire, but there are nothing but questions he needs to ask.
The Battle of Yavin is one he doesn't know, the Death Star raises many more questions, but the one he desires to ask about the most, no. The one he has to ask about is his own name.
Skywalker.
He has no siblings, none by blood, so the Skywalker name would die with him. But.. Padme was pregnant. Anakin stops in his tracks and has to sit down, feeling lightheaded. ]
Luke.. Is he--
[ Dead? Here? Could he answer any of the questions that Anakin had? No, this is ridiculous. The whole situation is mad. He's simply losing his grip on reality. He scrubs at his scalp, fingers gripping his hair tightly, the sharp pain helping to give him focus. ]