Anakin's eyes narrow slightly. But not in anger. That would be futile. "We can't just turn the feelings off, General," he intoned, a touch of formality entering his voice. Then his tone hardened a fraction. "And Poe's never been a distraction. Not for me."
A bastion of strength, perhaps. A place where all the chaos in the galaxy made sense, definitely. A helping hand, a laugh in the darkness, a voice of experience when all before him lay in confusion.
"You can't blame him," Anakin told her, still in that same calm, reasonable tone. "He didn't do anything wrong, and you're being unfair to punish him for it." The rest of the Rebels might cower before this woman, but her youngest son had long since lost his 'rose-colored glasses' where his parents were concerned.
The young Jedi folded his hands in front of him, nonplussed in the face of his matron's stern anger. "Mom," he said then, Skywalker-blue eyes quiet, earnest, "I can't do that." He wouldn't. "We need each other, you don't really know how much."
but the tag is amazing, tho. <3
A bastion of strength, perhaps. A place where all the chaos in the galaxy made sense, definitely. A helping hand, a laugh in the darkness, a voice of experience when all before him lay in confusion.
"You can't blame him," Anakin told her, still in that same calm, reasonable tone. "He didn't do anything wrong, and you're being unfair to punish him for it." The rest of the Rebels might cower before this woman, but her youngest son had long since lost his 'rose-colored glasses' where his parents were concerned.
The young Jedi folded his hands in front of him, nonplussed in the face of his matron's stern anger. "Mom," he said then, Skywalker-blue eyes quiet, earnest, "I can't do that." He wouldn't. "We need each other, you don't really know how much."