[ Luke could only stare for a long moment, feeling his heart lurch hard in his chest. He hadn’t ever seen what his father looked like before the mask, so he hadn’t known really what he’d look like. Obi-Wan hadn’t said anything, and the few people that still knew Anakin Skywalker had either glorified him, or hadn’t wanted to talk about him. That moment, before all this happened, was the only time he had seen his father’s face before now, and… well, it hadn’t exactly been a great moment, considering he died. Now, though… ]
[ A watery smile came to his face, and he reached up, absently rubbing at his face. ]
I would hug you right now if I wasn’t soaked.
[ And, you know, wasn’t hiding hist birthday suit from the world with a bag. ]
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[ A watery smile came to his face, and he reached up, absently rubbing at his face. ]
I would hug you right now if I wasn’t soaked.
[ And, you know, wasn’t hiding hist birthday suit from the world with a bag. ]