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    "You turned them against me!"

    "Ani..." Padmé sighed. 

    "What are you talking about?" Obi-Wan exclaimed. 

    Anakin scoffed. "Satine when you were younger, then Cody during the war! You're a magnet for Mandalorians! And it's genetic! It skipped me, somehow, but you gave it to MY padawan AND MY son! What the kriff, Master?"

    Obi-Wan’s eyes widened. "Really? Who's Luke seeing? It's been too long since I checked in."

    "Surprise, surprise, it's the Manda'lore! The kriffing ruler of Mandalore! Sound familiar? And Ahsoka was dating Bo-Katan Kryze!" He answered bitterly. 

    "Oh. Well I knew about the last one." 

    Anakin blinked. "You did?"

    "Of course. Although, I suppose it became a bit more difficult after the Order, it was obvious that something was between them whenever she came to us about the Siege. Our lineage was never any good with subtlety, I'm afraid."

    "I didn't think it was obvious." Anakin muttered.

    Padmé chuckled. "That's another thing about your lineage, dear. You're all sort of dense." She sweetened the insult with a kiss to his cheek. 

    "Did you know, too?" He groaned.

    "She called me to ask how to talk to girls a couple months after she left. And while I didn't know, Saché and Yané were happy to help."

Anakin frowned. "She called... and you didn't tell me?" 

    "She wasn't ready, love," his wife replied. "She was still hurting, and you know you just would've tried to call her before her time. She asked me not to tell you until it was."

    Anakin nodded solemnly. "Yeah. That makes sense." It was quiet between the three old friends before Anakin took a breath he didn't need. He couldn't hold onto it. He deserved to hurt after everything he'd done. To his master, his men, his padawan, his wife, his children. The galaxy at large. But it was over. He was dead, and he couldn't fix any of it. Not all the way at least. Maybe saving Luke was the closest he would get to making up for it. Because his son had saved the galaxy. And he continued to make it better. And he... he...

    He was dating the Manda'lore.

    "What about Luke? Anakin cried. "I never gave him the Talk!"

    Obi-Wan and Padmé exchanged looks. "Well," the latter laughed quietly. "I'm sure Owen and Beru handled it. And this man, Din. I don't think he's our son's first boyfriend."

    Anakin gaped. "Who?"

    "Some boy on Tatooine. Darklighter, I believe." Obi-Wan shrugged. 

    "What happened with him? If he hurt Luke, I swear to the stars, I'll--"

    Obi-Wan scowled. "You already did, Anakin. Battle of Yavin. You shot him. While they were still dating."

    He winced. "Oh. Oops."

    "Oops indeed."

    "He'll be fine, Ani." Padmé reassured. "Besides, according to Luke, the Manda'lore is asexual. You don't even have to worry about... the Talk."

    "Seeing how Ahsoka ran straight to my rooms when you tried to give it to her, I'm sure he won't be missing it." Obi-Wan remarked smartly.