[ Anakin listens with an increasing sense of guilt. He's forced his uncle to reveal something he'd kept secret for his sister's sake. There has to be a way to fix this, a way to bring everyone back together, a perfect response.

Then it hits him-- that's the answer. There isn't a perfect response. ]

Wait. Look, I've known Uncle Luke my entire life and he has never done anything out of malice. He always thinks of the needs of others and tries to respect them all, even if it's impossible. There was never going to be a perfect way to tell you any of this. And there was never going to be a perfect way for you to respond. Families are messy under the best of circumstances.

[ Anakin can't help but think of his own father. Their own messy, strained relationship that's slowly piecing itself back together. ]

And you're not under any obligation to be my grandfather here in the Trench. But you can be, if you want.

[ He braces himself. This wasn't enough, was it? It's never enough. ]