It seems at first like Vader doesn't hear him. It was how it had been when Padmé and Anakin Skywalker had last been here. He's sure of it, circling room, fingers touching the walls, faint outlines of the mural still marked but never finished.

Overhead star maps making routes they'd planned to take, places to show off their family, oncethey could.

"Why not? I told you you were wanted."