No, he wasn't. There was something too important here, he knew that.

Of course, 'you're going to be mad' clenched it, and he was tensing already, bracing himself for a blow. And it was a blow, enough that it knocked the breath from him, or so it felt, and Anakin didn't even hear the small sound of protest he made.

No, that couldn't be right, he meant when he shook his head, but even as one part of him protested, another part screamed there had been something about the man, his attention, that had made Anakin uncomfortable. A part he'd learned to ignore until he barely heard it anymore, and his lip curled back in a snarl. "That's a serious charge to make."