Oh, they were stopping now. Anakin was ahead of Obi-Wan on the stairs, and therefore lower, when the other Jedi decided to make a stand, as it were.
Anakin didn’t appreciate being yelled at, at this hour, for things that weren’t wrong, or his fault. He scowled back.
“Over a year ago one of my future apprentices showed up here. I won’t…” Anakin struggled to find the right way to say he would kill Galen’s father in front of him, raise him under extreme abuse and teach him nothing but hatred and the Dark Side. “I won’t be kind to him, because that’s what Sith do. But he was from a time when he had already turned on me and was determined to kill me. It didn’t matter to him that neither I nor Ani weren’t Vader, just feeling us there in the Force drove him mad. This was the compromise so we could all coexist on the same planet without him trying to constantly kill us. But… Galen isn’t here anymore and we haven’t had a need to use this ability since.”