I don't want to wake up. I don't want to see it. I don't want to see the arm. It will be disgusting. All metal. I don't want to be a robot. I won't. I just won't open my eyes. That's it. I'll stay like this forever. Maybe if I lie still long enough it will look like I'm in a coma. At least I'll be a hero then. Anakin Skywalker, lost his arm and half his lifetime fighting with the Sith. But I don't want to live like this. I don't want to be the robot man.

"He's waking up!"

No I'm not, leave me alone!

"Look, he's stirring!"

I am not! Hold on. That sounds like Master Obi-Wan. I wonder how his burns are. Hmph. He gets away with a few little burns, and I lose my arm for saving his life. Not fair, much?

"Look at him, he's getting better. Obi-Wan, I told you not to worry so much!"

"He hasn't opened his eyes yet. Is something wrong?"

Obi-Wan was worried about me? Whoa. But, why? He didn't want me. I'm just a dying promise.

"Anakin,"

Somebody is poking me in the arm. Lucky it's not the one that's just been chopped off. How long has it been since the battle?

"Ani, wake up."

That's Obi-Wan again. He actually sounds concerned. I guess I can't stay like this forever.

"I think something's really wrong with him! He won't wake up! The nurse said he was fine!"

Obi-Wan's getting panicky. I'm gonna kick myself for this, but…

"M-master?"

Just gotta open my eyes. Why is this so hard? Geez…

"Anakin!"

And… they're open. Oh, my, force. Has Obi-Wan been crying??? There are tear marks on his face!

"Master, you okay?"

He's nodding, but I'm not that gullible.

"That's good. What happened?"

As if I don't know…

"You fought with Dooku."

Don't look at me like that. Just tell me I'm part robot, already!

"Yeeaaahhh?"

"Anakin, during the battle, Dooku took off your right arm."

Oh my FORCE. Really? Note the sarcasm, Master.

"Oh right. Um…"

Like I was gonna say that out loud…

Whoa! What are you doing? What's with the hugs? You're… cradling me.

You care, don't you?

"Master…"

That look, its concern. You care. You really, really do care about me. Wow.

"Yes, Anakin?"

"Nothing. I'm a little speechless."

"No wonder. You've lost your arm, that's a huge loss. Just know, I'll always be here for you if you need to talk. Please, please know that. Never be afraid to tell me anything."

Even that I'm engaged to Padme? I'll leave that till later…

"Okay, Master."

I think I'll just humour you for a while. I'll hug back. I might even fall asleep in your arms.

I've just realised something.

I care about you, too. More than anything. I'm going to tell you about Padme. And my Mother.

I love you, Master. You aren't like my father. You are my father.

You're smoothing my hair. I like how it feels. It feels loving, and I like that. I'm just gonna let you. For a little while. Not like I'm a Daddy's boy or anything.

"I'll never let you fall."

That's a nice thing to say. Thanks Master. I won't let you fall, either.

"I won't let you fall, either."

Simple.