When she had arrived, he had turned his back on her. It hadn't been her he'd been running from, of course, but himself. His own mistakes, his own fear of making things worse, his conviction that, if history repeated itself, his interference would create the evil in the world, not quell it.
It was too late for that, of course, and wrong besides. He saw that now. He had failed Ben Solo, not by interfering, but by allowing his fear to turn on him. He'd allowed a scared boy to run to the only truth he knew, the 'truth' Luke had created by giving into a vision. Fear was the way to the dark side. And Luke had almost gone down its path again, simply because this girl didn't know any better and he'd refused to be the one to let her down.
Ironic, wasn't it?
He wonders if Obi-Wan ever felt this kind of fear, dealing with him.
"I forget," he said softly, "what it was like, being you. Finding out you're supposed to do something grand, then finding out you're connected to the very thing that you're supposed to be fighting. Finding out that a wrong turn, a wrong choice, maybe a wrong thought could take you down an irreversible path. Having someone who is supposed to know better try to dictate your life and your choices for you."
He sighed, squeezing her fingers.
"My mentor left me before his time, killed by my own father, his protege. My own protege left me, betrayed by my fear as well as his own. I won't let that happen again."
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It was too late for that, of course, and wrong besides. He saw that now. He had failed Ben Solo, not by interfering, but by allowing his fear to turn on him. He'd allowed a scared boy to run to the only truth he knew, the 'truth' Luke had created by giving into a vision. Fear was the way to the dark side. And Luke had almost gone down its path again, simply because this girl didn't know any better and he'd refused to be the one to let her down.
Ironic, wasn't it?
He wonders if Obi-Wan ever felt this kind of fear, dealing with him.
"I forget," he said softly, "what it was like, being you. Finding out you're supposed to do something grand, then finding out you're connected to the very thing that you're supposed to be fighting. Finding out that a wrong turn, a wrong choice, maybe a wrong thought could take you down an irreversible path. Having someone who is supposed to know better try to dictate your life and your choices for you."
He sighed, squeezing her fingers.
"My mentor left me before his time, killed by my own father, his protege. My own protege left me, betrayed by my fear as well as his own. I won't let that happen again."