"Largely?" Luke raised an eyebrow. "Try 'all.' Force knows why anyone ever settled there. The only thing to do--besides survive--was race. Plenty of open space for that. But I suppose that's why Obi-Wan thought I'd be safe there. Even if Vader had relatives, there wasn't any reason to return to someplace that out of the way and lifeless."

There was no way for him to understand what was going on within him at this moment. The loosening of everything that had calcified over time.

"It's probably a good thing I wasn't allowed in Mos Eisley," he mused, with hindsight. He glanced at Rey. "You're remarkably unimpressed by the ocean for someone who grew up where you did."