He had talked to Obi-Wan before he had entered hyperspace, now Anakin sat in the pilot’s seat remembering what had happened. Would it have turned out differently if he had not gone to find his mother? Perhaps something could have happened to Obi-Wan, but would Senator Nalanda have lived? He doubted it, for all her courage in confronting her attacker face to face her death was merely one of many in the battle and in what was to follow. He smiled and lifted his feet for her to sit down, and then he waited for her to tell him what had happened. She didn’t, well she would in time. “But Master Nju—”