[Some time after the whole kidnapping murder partner thing has gone down, Anakin is back in their room. He paces back and forth, then stops and raises his hand in the air as if pushing something. Of course, nothing happens. He tries again, lifting this time. Again, nothing. His hands ball into fists as he lets out a frustrated sigh.]
I don't know what I expected.
[The voice sounds as foreign as his body feels. It's garbled, far away, mechanical even. He remembers the way he first felt with the new hand, but this is different. Everything feels so restrained, as if he's trapped in his own body. Is that why...?]
I still sense nothing from the Force... How strange.
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I don't know what I expected.
[The voice sounds as foreign as his body feels. It's garbled, far away, mechanical even. He remembers the way he first felt with the new hand, but this is different. Everything feels so restrained, as if he's trapped in his own body. Is that why...?]
I still sense nothing from the Force... How strange.