“Yes. My name is Jacen Solo, eldest of your daughter’s two sons,” he introduced. “And I am a Jedi.”
At Anakin’s statement that he was from the future, however, he had to duck his head a little. “I suppose I am, although I have no idea how this is happening.” It felt kind of embarrassing to be a Jedi and not have any answers, but he really had nothing to offer. So he just shrugged. “Maybe I’m a vision. Or a ghost, but last I checked I’m still alive.”
Had he come with a message? None that he knew of. But the Force had wanted them to meet, for some reason—
Catching a small shift in the air, he tilted his head curiously to glance at the room Anakin had emerged from, then back at his grandfather. He’d sensed relief, but also... worry. “What ails you, Grandfather? Or would you rather I call you Master Skywalker?”
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At Anakin’s statement that he was from the future, however, he had to duck his head a little. “I suppose I am, although I have no idea how this is happening.” It felt kind of embarrassing to be a Jedi and not have any answers, but he really had nothing to offer. So he just shrugged. “Maybe I’m a vision. Or a ghost, but last I checked I’m still alive.”
Had he come with a message? None that he knew of. But the Force had wanted them to meet, for some reason—
Catching a small shift in the air, he tilted his head curiously to glance at the room Anakin had emerged from, then back at his grandfather. He’d sensed relief, but also... worry. “What ails you, Grandfather? Or would you rather I call you Master Skywalker?”