"You nearly took my head off."
"Sorry, Master, but your head was where my lightsaber needed to go."
"I suppose I should be grateful your lightsaber needed to go there, rather than desired to."
"Last time I checked we were on the same side, Master."
Anakin had always wondered if peace might lie beyond the noise of Darth Vader. Yet this absence of sound created anything but that, instead leaving only his thoughts and one clear truth.
So many terrible things had happened. And he was the cause.