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This world is unbalanced. Surely you've sensed it.

[He sounds more like their masters now, less of the kid he once was and maybe, still pretends to be.]

I've been thinking a lot lately about where I was before I came here. What happened then. The Force tells me it's not a coincidence.

It's unbalanced only when there's too many of us in one place.

[ Luke let out a breath, trying not to think that Obi-Wan and Yoda would be saying the same thing right about now. ]

And what of us? What will happen to us if we destroy the porter?

We'll return to the Force, I guess.

[His voice is still strangely calm.]

Our presence here is a mistake, like you said. [Luke said too many in one place, which in Ezra's opinion is any one of them being here.] We could try to open the door before we close it for good. But, I don't see the point myself.

[ Luke couldn't believe what he was hearing, especially considering the source. He took a step away from him, the same kind of horror on his face as if Ezra had brandished his lightsaber at him. A cold rage bubbled up inside him a moment later, and he fought to keep it down even as he clenched his fists at his sides. ]

You can't expect everyone to agree with just dying, Ezra. You can't make them do so either.

Did you ask everyone on the Death Star for permission before you blew it up?

[He didn't ask the workers on the Jedi temple, or the crew of the Chimaera. Destroying the Porter ensured the safety of the world and returned its balance. To him, it was that simple.

Ezra laughs slightly, though at this point it's more of a scoff.]

I didn't think you'd have such an issue with it. Since when have you cared about free will anyways?

[ Luke almost recoiled at that, his face burning with a variety of emotions. Shame, for his past deeds, anger, at how his current efforts were being thrown in his face so bluntly, and perhaps a bit of embarrassment at said actions. It was a moment before he could pull himself together enough to reply, swallowing back his knee jerk response. ]

The Death Star was different, and you know that. Some of us are trying to keep the peace here, especially against those that don't care about the safety of the native population.

You destroyed a space station, I destroyed a door. They would've both been used as weapons by Palpatine.

[And, a little voice in his head pipes up, a weapon that allows its user to completely control time and space is maybe more dangerous, but whatever! He doesn't need a medal! No jealousy here.]

The people here wouldn't care if I destroyed the Porter. You wouldn't allow them to. If this is peace, it's not what I want.

[No emotions, no passion... It doesn't feel right. If that makes him a Sith, then sure, call him a Sith.]

[ Well maybe don't disappear after you do big things, and you might get medals, Ezra! ]

[ Luke bristled, clenching his fists, digging his nails into his palm as a painful effort to control himself. ]

If destroying the Porter kills all of us, there's no telling what that will do to the people here. At least I'm doing something. At least I didn't run away.

I didn't-! ... what was I supposed to do? Become some emperor or supreme leader like everyone else did?

[Force users shouldn't rule over people like this. Yeah, he expected it from the dark side, but not Luke.]

I've been training. Meditating. Studying. Listening to the Force. That's something, isn't it?

Being around when people needed you the most would have been more productive.

[ He totally wasn't going to say "when I needed you the most." Why would he say something like that? He was just being emotional; that was why his voice hitched a little when he said "people." ]

What good is doing all of that if you don't actually put it to use?

No one needed me.

[They had Luke, after all. And Luke had everyone else to think of. Even back in their galaxy, if he went missing forever, would anything change?]

Luke, destroying the Porter is putting it to use.

[ A bitter taste rose in the back of his throat, and he ended up snapping without thinking: ]

Then you're just as blind as the Jedi back home.

[ He felt his gut twist, immediately regretting his words, but he wasn't about to backtrack on them. Instead he swallowed hard, looking away from him. ]

...I'm not going to help you with this. There's too many factors to consider to just blindly consider.

[He just gives Luke a look. Right. Tell that to the guy with the blind Jedi Master.]

I'd consider myself lucky if I could be half the Jedi Kanan was.

[And what would Kanan think of his plan? He has no idea, but he knows he wouldn't approve of what the others are doing.]

I wasn't expecting your help. I just wanted to give you a heads up.

[ Luke swallowed hard half tempted to bite out a snarky response. After all, Ezra was the one with a master that didn't keep the truth from him, or color it as "a certain point of view". His last reply made him come up short, however, his focus almost slipping completely. He held on, but it was akin to someone clinging to the edge of a cliff by their fingertips. ]

Why?

[ His voice was not shaking. It was not shaking at all. ]

So I can stop you when it all goes wrong? Is that it?

[In contrast, Ezra's voice is eerily cool.]

You can stop me now if you want. You could kill me. Or make me like everyone else here, though that might be more difficult. Since empathy's sorta my thing...

[It's not bragging if it's the only thing he has over the rest of them. And he's still not even that great at connecting with sentients.]

Either way, thought you might wanna try and make peace with it. Real peace.

[ He should just kill him. That would be the logical thing to do, to keep Ezra from doing something stupid, and to keep his emotions from breaking his focus every time he was around -- or, if he was honest, every time he so much as thought of him. ]

[ His hand tightened into a fist at his side, and were he younger, he may well have pulled the lightsaber that still dangled from his hip. Somehow, though, he ended up calming enough to loosen his fingers, letting out a shaking breath. ]

Just... leave, Ezra. Just leave, and don't come back.

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