"Grandfather?" The words struck him like a bolder. He knew Padme was pregnant but for some reason hearing those words from someone who appeared to be his age was just more surreal than anything else.
"You're from the future." He couldn't deny it exactly. He sensed no deception and felt no reason to disbelieve him as odd as it all may be. "Are you a vision? Have you come to tell me something? A warning?"
He couldn't help but think a vision from the future would be bad news, it always was. Nightmares of terrible things to pass, that's all he ever saw. He imagined this would be no different.
Still, if this person was his grandson that means his family survived into the future. That in itself gave him a small feeling of relief.
“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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"You're from the future." He couldn't deny it exactly. He sensed no deception and felt no reason to disbelieve him as odd as it all may be. "Are you a vision? Have you come to tell me something? A warning?"
He couldn't help but think a vision from the future would be bad news, it always was. Nightmares of terrible things to pass, that's all he ever saw. He imagined this would be no different.
Still, if this person was his grandson that means his family survived into the future. That in itself gave him a small feeling of relief.
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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?”