"I know you don't," Anakin said. "It was learned subconsciously... All it takes is just a few encounters and you automatically start finding ways to cope... It was always like this." The unspoken implication that it was a problem he'd experienced with the Jedi. Though his new scars weren't a problem back then.
"It's hard to consciously change the habit."
He moved his hand around and threaded their fingers.
He smiled - sadly - but smiled nonetheless. "Can't fix everything about galaxy." He was always going to encounter people who were prejudiced against prosthetics. What was worse - the searing passion he used to express against injustice or the sad acceptance that he would always only have injustice?
"No," he agreed, stroking his thumb over Anakin's lower lip. "We can't even fix everything wrong in this room. But if our ultimate purpose is to make life as fair as we can, then we can start with the 9 square meters of this bed and the people in it."
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"It's hard to consciously change the habit."
He moved his hand around and threaded their fingers.
"I'm willing to try."
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He curls his fingers around Anakin's, tightening gently.
"The effort is the important part. You deserve better than to have your own hijacked by yet more of other people's expectations and biases."
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