[Stuck out on the edge of the known galaxy like he has been, it's not as if Anakin should expect endless explanation. He knows how quiet it is out there, how a small bit of news feels like something breaking and at least twice as important as it is, and politics of the Core have always been too far removed from Hutt Space (except when the Republic wants him to barter and play nice with slavers for Hyperspace lanes...he can only hope something in that has evened out in the last--what--20 or so years?
Somehow he heavily doubts it.
The name doesn't register. He's heard "Darth" before. He knows all too well what that half of the confession entails. But the moniker attached is unknown. Dooku's replacement, probably. He frowns. He knows he isn't supposed to want revenge, especially when he knows so little of the context, but the desire burns in his chest regardless.] If I find that Sith scum, they're--
[Pull it in, Skywalker. He doesn't need to see this. Failure compounded on failure. The threat dies just as quickly, with a heavy sigh.]
no subject
Somehow he heavily doubts it.
The name doesn't register. He's heard "Darth" before. He knows all too well what that half of the confession entails. But the moniker attached is unknown. Dooku's replacement, probably. He frowns. He knows he isn't supposed to want revenge, especially when he knows so little of the context, but the desire burns in his chest regardless.] If I find that Sith scum, they're--
[Pull it in, Skywalker. He doesn't need to see this. Failure compounded on failure. The threat dies just as quickly, with a heavy sigh.]
Let me guess. Yoda was thrilled.
[Anakin doesn't sound too excited in response.]