[He can't stop thinking that it's an optimistic view. That it gives the future a benevolence Anakin can't find in himself anymore. When was the last time he looked at what's happened and found the same? When was the last time he really believed that it meant something, that it wouldn't be like this forever, that people could be safe- that he could be happy?
He looks at Cal's reply for a long moment, eyes moving back and forth across every sentence. It's easy to recognize this feeling, he's known it all his life.
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He looks at Cal's reply for a long moment, eyes moving back and forth across every sentence. It's easy to recognize this feeling, he's known it all his life.
Hungry.]
I get it.
So what happens next?