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[ivettel]

But the shades of [Anakin] in his son’s face catapult me back in time, and all the years I spent by Anakin’s side—fighting and teaching and laughing and arguing and nearly dying and saving each other over and over again—spill out across my mind. His stupid jokes. His bad posture. The way he never folded his tunics and forgot to put on socks. The wonder in his eyes the first time he saw the rain. His sideways smile, refusal to comb his hair or wake up on time, the way he picked the vegetables out of his meals, his aggravating habit of losing his lightsaber and staying up too late and the flush that crept up his neck when he was worked up, his mood betrayed by the high color in his cheeks. And now here is his son looking at me with those same flushed cheeks, caring too much about everything, and both my life and death would be so much easier if the Skywalkers didn’t care so damn much. How different this galaxy would be if the Skywalkers didn’t care so much. 

from "There is Always Another" by Mackenzi Lee - in The Empire Strikes Back: From a Certain Point of View