[Obviously, something Finn says catches his attention, for his attention shifts from Anakin to him for the first time since the Jedi had stepped into view. He stares for a long time, and under that mask his mouth hangs open slightly. Pick us off like he did Han cannot be misinterpreted many ways, especially with the knowledge he had and what he knew he would have to do.
A piece of him is relieved. He did it. When it came time to finish the job, he hadn't faltered and that alone is a great weight off his shoulders. Yet somehow, he feels robbed of the experience. Han Solo's death was meant to remove the conflict in his heart -- here, without that experience, he is bound to it.]
You answer our conundrum with your own words, FN-2187. Our conscriptors meddle and operate with time on their side. Though Han Solo's fate was inevitable, my hands are not yet stained with his blood. Just as Anakin Skywalker has yet to see the end of the Clone Wars.
[Now he looks back to Anakin.]
Unless you wish to correct me, Master Skywalker. I say again...send him away.
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A piece of him is relieved. He did it. When it came time to finish the job, he hadn't faltered and that alone is a great weight off his shoulders. Yet somehow, he feels robbed of the experience. Han Solo's death was meant to remove the conflict in his heart -- here, without that experience, he is bound to it.]
You answer our conundrum with your own words, FN-2187. Our conscriptors meddle and operate with time on their side. Though Han Solo's fate was inevitable, my hands are not yet stained with his blood. Just as Anakin Skywalker has yet to see the end of the Clone Wars.
[Now he looks back to Anakin.]
Unless you wish to correct me, Master Skywalker. I say again...send him away.