He took stock - he was back on a trash planet that rolled in scum and villainy before even starting the day. Standing next to Obi-Wan, his former Jedi Master, who didn't seem to have an idea of who he was...
Who had a slave's collar around his neck.
"Why do you have a collar?" Now that he noticed it, it was all he could focus on, and he was beating back a sharp tang of rage. He hated slavery.
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He took stock - he was back on a trash planet that rolled in scum and villainy before even starting the day. Standing next to Obi-Wan, his former Jedi Master, who didn't seem to have an idea of who he was...
Who had a slave's collar around his neck.
"Why do you have a collar?" Now that he noticed it, it was all he could focus on, and he was beating back a sharp tang of rage. He hated slavery.
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He blinked at the question and then looked at Anakin. "Because they don't want me to use the force, I'd imagine. Who are you?"