[ He can't get closer to Anakin from here, but he feels himself try. He reaches out with both hands to take up the communicator; reaches out over the tenuous stretch of their bond to splay both hands against the strength of his trembling shields, feeling the force of the hurricane behind them. ]
[ Hadn't he encouraged Anakin, now and then, to seek Palpatine's council when he himself couldn't offer an answer? Despite his distrust of him as a politician. Despite his instincts. He had encouraged Anakin right into that predator's arms. It's enough to make him want to be sick.
Anakin's despair pours over him like melting steel. He tries to catch it as he falls, regardless of the burn. ]
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You didn't know, Anakin.
None of us knew.
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He's my friend- [The words are a moan. Pain, despair.]
All of these years- everything-
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[ Hadn't he encouraged Anakin, now and then, to seek Palpatine's council when he himself couldn't offer an answer? Despite his distrust of him as a politician. Despite his instincts. He had encouraged Anakin right into that predator's arms. It's enough to make him want to be sick.
Anakin's despair pours over him like melting steel. He tries to catch it as he falls, regardless of the burn. ]
I am so sorry.