[ Anakin hums in response. He hadn't been prepared the first time it happened, plagued with the visions of inescapable fire from the skies. He's kept his mental shields up since then, but the memory still lingers, morphing uncomfortably with the too-recent nightmares of his wife dying. ]
They're not exactly cheery, no. You're doing alright keeping them out?
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They're not exactly cheery, no. You're doing alright keeping them out?