"That seems fair enough," Anakin says, though it takes him a lot not to turn back on what he'd already said and ask too many questions. Anyone would want to know the future, wouldn't they? How can he not want to know?

The Son had shown him once, though he's forgotten it now. All that's left is burning curiosity.

"It took me awhile to...come to terms with everything this place is. The time differences are almost the least of it." He shrugs as if it doesn't matter. But everything matters, doesn't it, especially to Anakin. Everything matters too much despite whatever airs he puts on.

"You haven't told me your name," he says.