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OMFG! Anakin might do ~something~ *pearl clutch* (darkforcerising) wrote in makebelievelog,

Anakin was already fully aware of Obi-Wan and Siri’s mutually denied emotions for each other. He hadn’t understood when he was younger, when Siri had died. But he understood now. Love came in many forms, not all of them uncontrollably consuming. He didn’t know how Obi-Wan could set his emotions aside like he did, but Anakin couldn’t pretend anymore his former Master was devoid of all emotion.

It was clear, though, Siri might be having a more difficult time pushing those emotions away. Her feelings and grief for Obi-Wan were taking precedence over the loss of the Order and the rise of the Sith. Anakin, however, was too experienced by now to point that out to her. The best he could do was not make it a focus of this conversation.

“No,” he could look her in the eye as he said this. “Absolutely not. I thought I was making the right decision, but that was because I believed Palpatine’s lies. I know they are lies now.” Every time he said this it felt pitifully insignificant to his ears. A few words, spoken with utter conviction though they were, could not fix what he would break, or erase the things he had done that had brought him running to Palpatine’s chambers that night.

“What would you have me do?” Though a question often asked out of petulance, and Anakin had be no stranger to such sullenness in his many years, he said it now with complete sincerity. What price did she require from him?