[Ahsoka opens her mouth and takes a breath to reply to that, but she doesn't have any very good answers... so she closes it again. With a little petulant groan.]
[Luke is... surprised to see this side of his father, the gentle teacher he didn't know existed. It keeps a smug grin from appearing on his face; instead, he looks thoughtful.]
[Really, he takes little pleasure from Ahsoka's obvious dissatisfaction. It reminds him of himself, in more ways than one, and that sits poorly with him. So he asks gently,]
[She seems to flick a look between the two of them, as if mentally cataloguing her list of questions and wondering which ones are appropriate to ask now she's in the presence of her Master.]
[ you know, if it'll get ahsoka to not question things or if it'll get ahsoka to ask about starships and the six different ways to beat someone in a race then yes
smiling a slow smile, he looks at luke, sharing a sly look. ]
I could, if Luke wants to. [ he nudges ahsoka slightly ] Don't ever say I don't do nothing for you, Snips.
Really? [ he looks at her with sternness, and a fondness that's barely contained ] And what is your take on the lesson I have planned for you, Padawan?
[Oh, okay. Is this a thing they're doing now? Luke feels kind of out of the loop, but if there's one thing Skywalkers can do, it's set things on fire while screaming about incest improvisation. He nods, cautious. He can never predict his father's moods.]
Alright, alright. There's got to be something worth flying around here somewhere. [He looks to Anakin.] Is she good?
[ he looks down at ahsoka and gives way too much thought about the question ]
She's good, but not as good as she thinks she is. [ he steps away from ahsoka and looks at the both of them, his arms crossed ] There are shuttles. We can use those. They have limited speed so this will be about ability and it'll be a fair race.
[Luke puffs up, arms crossed. He tries to hold his father's gaze, confident in his assertion, but he's never been good at steely silences like Leia has.] I don't, [He squeaks, tapping his foot impatiently. He'll prove it.]
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[Really, he takes little pleasure from Ahsoka's obvious dissatisfaction. It reminds him of himself, in more ways than one, and that sits poorly with him. So he asks gently,]
Is there anything else you wanted to know?
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[She seems to flick a look between the two of them, as if mentally cataloguing her list of questions and wondering which ones are appropriate to ask now she's in the presence of her Master.]
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You or Skyguy?
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I am, of course.
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[And then he stares and laughs awkwardly, scratching his head.] We're- we're both good.
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I would have taught Luke everything I could. Isn't that right, Luke?
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[Not a great liar, here.]
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Sounds to me like you should have a race to settle it.
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[Of course, this is a childhood dream of his, but now isn't the time; he assumes Anakin wouldn't appreciate it.]
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[She can't, not really, she's just... being Ahsoka.]
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smiling a slow smile, he looks at luke, sharing a sly look. ]
I could, if Luke wants to. [ he nudges ahsoka slightly ] Don't ever say I don't do nothing for you, Snips.
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[Hopefully:] Flying tips?
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set things on fire while screaming about incestimprovisation. He nods, cautious. He can never predict his father's moods.]Alright, alright. There's got to be something worth flying around here somewhere. [He looks to Anakin.] Is she good?
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She's good, but not as good as she thinks she is. [ he steps away from ahsoka and looks at the both of them, his arms crossed ] There are shuttles. We can use those. They have limited speed so this will be about ability and it'll be a fair race.
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it sounded like him, a decade ago, being accused by sebulba of cheating when he beat his son years after he beat sebulba himself.
so he says nothing and just stares at luke ]
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