Luke sets his jaw against the emotions, refusing to give them voice right now. It all still sits painfully raw, barely two months have passed since that day. "I asked him to save me. He did."

It was love, though maybe not a most people would understand. Sharper, maybe crueller, but it was love of a kind and it had been enough.

"I didn't defeat the Sith. And the Darkside is more than just Sith, you must know that from your experiences. An evil like Palpatine is... rare. I hope, anyway."