Ahsoka felt like she'd been punched in the stomach. Darth Vader. He'd killed the Jedi. All of the ones at the temple. Her friends. The younglings. She watched him blow up a planet. "No!" she gasped, feeling unsteady on her feet. "No.. That's impossible," she said, unaware that tears had started falling down her cheeks.
"No, he wouldn't.. You're wrong," she protested. "You didn't see how much he cared about people. How much it hurt him to see suffering. No.." She couldn't believe it. He was her hero.