The words stung. They cut deeper than Anakin would have ever expected.
"So what should have been done with me, then? Left to rot on Tatooine? Traded and sold away until I was whipped to death? And left the Republic in the dark about the Sith Lord ruling it? Because it was I who brought the news to Master Windu of Palpatine's knowledge in the Dark Side."
He looked at Obi-Wan. "And you, my old Master. Ten times over, you would be dead if not for me. And yet, I am the evil that should never have been given a chance to grow."
He shook his head. "No. You should not have trained me. You were not strong enough for the task."