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He may be Vader someday later, but now he's (justasmallfry) wrote in makebelievelog,

Anakin blinked at the man’s reaction to this place. Most newcomers responded to being told they were kidnapped to a ridiculously named place with audible objection and disbelief, or with more questions. Of course, most newcomers were introduced to the wackiness of this place by adults, not children. This was not the first time Anakin’s words had been dismissed, and he had resigned himself long before his encounter to the fact it wouldn’t be the last. Not for a long while yet, he knew, but he looked forward to that day when others did believe him with his whole being. Someday, he knew they wouldn’t ignore him and his abilities.

But he was in the here and now, and he could definitely tell a dismissal when he heard one. That was one of the most common reactions his masters had to him, that and unending sighs of disapproval.

“It was good to meet you, too,” he said with a nod, “good luck. Uh… well, if you want food, you can go down that way to the dining hall they might still be serving dinner.” He pointed in the direction the dining hall would be.

He knew not to waste the man’s time any more than he had and turned to R2, striking out in the direction he’d intended when he’d crossed paths with the man. The droid rolled into place at the boy’s side.

“Last time Luke took me to the junk yard,” the boy started up, chatting with the droid right where he’d left off, “I think I saw some vehicle engines that could be converted…” The droid picked up twittering, too and they carried on their conversation.