Anakin held onto the boy, still stroking his hair, still murmuring softly that it was alright, that he was safe now. "Save me from whom, Luke?" Was he shown that nightmare scene from the Emperor's throne room upon the second Death Star?
"Things have already changed, Luke. If the past can be changed, so can the future. Nothing is carved into stone. And nothing in this or any other galaxy will keep me from protecting you. Not even death itself."