Luke stared at his father, feeling something in his gut twist. Fight? How could he just automatically jump to fighting? He could understand being quick to jump to violence, stars knew he had done that enough, but most of the time that ended badly. His father had been fighting his own war before he came here; surely he knew that immediately jumping into the fray wasn't always the best idea.
...but, then again, how many times had he seen Darth Vader just run in, just because he was powerful enough to mow down rows of troops with a single swipe of his lightsaber?
Was his father... always...?
"Maybe we can find another way," he finally said softly. "There has to be an explanation that makes more sense than this."
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Luke stared at his father, feeling something in his gut twist. Fight? How could he just automatically jump to fighting? He could understand being quick to jump to violence, stars knew he had done that enough, but most of the time that ended badly. His father had been fighting his own war before he came here; surely he knew that immediately jumping into the fray wasn't always the best idea.
...but, then again, how many times had he seen Darth Vader just run in, just because he was powerful enough to mow down rows of troops with a single swipe of his lightsaber?
Was his father... always...?
"Maybe we can find another way," he finally said softly. "There has to be an explanation that makes more sense than this."