"I believed that too, once," he said, edges of his vision blurry. "I was going to help rebuild the galaxy, create a haven for those who, like me, had a power within them they didn't know how to use. Instead, I built a trap, and baited it with my own nephew. So tell me, Rey, how I can reverse that now? With all you've seen, with what you know despite not knowing the whole of it, can you truly see a way out, for me?"