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"You're skeptical of this, are you?" Ol' Ben leaned back, laughing softly as if he'd just heard a terrible joke. "What would you like? Should I go to Polis Massa? Find the files of your birth? Endanger not only yourself but many others on such a tedious thing." The lightsaber blade crackled, before it fizzled out and returned to the cylinder housing the blade. "Would you prefer I find you Vader, and have him tell you of the day your father died. The last of his life... The last of his light burned away on the planet Mustafar where he joined me in a final battle against the growing darkness of Vader. How I failed him on that day? You want me to tell you about your mother? Padme Amidala? Should I recount in detail how the light slipped from her eyes, leaving them glassy and empty when I told her of my failures? How the man she loved was killed by the man who stole the Republic out from under the feet of so many? Leia Organa, you are endlessly cruel if you believe that is what your father or mother would want me to do." The way he sat there, the way he looked into her eyes... There was truth. Endless truth, but near abyssal pain. Like a gaping wound in the force, that he couldn't stitch up easily. 

"Your father was a great hero of the Republic. I understand this may come as a shock to you. Like your father, and your mother, you carry a great deal of potential. Organa knew this. He wanted to protect you. Keep you from it. But still, have you ever wondered. How on some days your teachers would look at you and ask... Can you feel the world? Or on cloudy nights you could still look out and see the sun on the other side of Aldeeran? How the people around you were so willing to sacrifice themselves for you? Men like Roan Shryne? Or Ferus Olin? I realize the skeptic in you denies it. But inside you is something that Vader fears. Your father knew more than ever to send you to me. To delay your mission because you need to be ready. He expects me to protect you. But I will do much more than that. I shall teach you. I shall be your mentor and I will help you pierce the darkness." He paused after so long, his gaze old an weary. "But, I fear you and I will not have much time. Tell me... Does Tatooine have a new moon?" He stood up, a slow walk to the window. 

There was nothing outside but the blazing suns of Tatooine, and yet. "I have recieved a vision from the force. A terrible cry like nothing else. We must leave. And it is your choice if you invite me along, or if I am to remain here, and the many truths I have to share are lost." 

And then... "Well, I guess we will be interrupt by new guests... Again." Ben sighed as he stepped out of his hut, hand waving through the air. "I apologize, noble traders. But I am not in the mood to be buying or selling." He never bought anything if he could recall correctly, so stuff like this was... Well it did little for him.