"Get us into space, I'll come take over after I'm sure the hyperdrive has got its shit together. You know your route?"

"Yeah. We'll head up past Jedha, to Dorin - there's hyperspace routes nearer, but we can hook into the Celanon Spur there, and that'll take us most of the way. A lot of it'll be through First Order space - Leia's at Lorrd, opposite side of Imperial territory. The Falcon's ridiculously fast, so we should make the whole thing in... I'd say six days, including error margins. I'll enter the route into the nav system, and I'll be back before we get to Dorin - probably two days from now."

"Good. Let's get out of here before," he, "they figure out we're here. Or blockage the planet."

"This is technically New Republic space, out of the First Order's usual stomping grounds, but... Well. You've seen how much that means."

"I'll get the ship started."

She takes a deep breath, and turns, heading over physically rather than just relocating herself.

She looks to Sunn, a little expecting. "Anything you need, come talk to me. I'll be just through this door." She points to the door on the left.

"I'll be fine. Is there a task for me?"

"First, help Anakin. Afterwards you can go check on our weapons. Hopefully we won't need them, but we are going through First Order space and we need that option."

She nods - "Right." She has no intention of shooting people down for them, but they can have that argument later.

Sunn turns to go and help pilot.

Anakin's in the cockpit, examining the controls - with her eyes, of course, but mostly with the Force. She tilts her head a bit when Sunn enters.

"I should be able to manage this on my own, but backup doesn't hurt," she says, turning her gaze back to the switches. "Though if I vanish or something, you'll want to call Rey - the Falcon needs a copilot if you're not using the Force."

"Right."

"Quick question - the Millennium Falcon?"

"Yeah. Han Solo's old ship. Not entirely sure how it got out here."

"Great."

She flops into a chair.

"I know anything about the Force, but mostly how to listen to my instincts about hidden attackers and people lying. We don't get trained in anything fancy."

"Listening to your instincts is worth more than most other abilities. It's... Understandable, but - narrow minded, to think of power in the Force merely as... The types of things holos consider impressive special effects."

She snorts, though she doesn't seem too amused.

A pause, and: "So - Vader."

"...Yeah. I don't like that name anymore, but... It's part of who I was, once."

"How'd you get from..." She waves her hand vaguely.

(The First Order usually discourages her from talking even this much. Generating words that aren't just formulaic reports is hard, apparently.)

"Evil right hand of the Emperor who makes Kylo Ren look like a kid playing dress up, to helping break out First Order prisoners with information for the Resistance?"

"Yeah. That."

"I had children. Luke and Leia. That's - my connection to them never should have come out, but now that it has... I sent them away when they were born, and twisted my mind until I convinced myself they were stillborn. I'd already fallen to use the dark side of the Force, then, but... I hadn't fallen all the way, until shortly after that."

"The dark side is useful, it's fundamentally change and something had to give in me or the galaxy, and it's also a monster than eats its children. I - stopped feeling anything more than numb rage, for a very, very long time."

"And then I saw the woman my daughter had become. That... Wasn't enough, to break me out of my shell."

"And then my son set himself against the Emperor, and refused all gifts I offered him, and... I betrayed the Emperor, to protect my son, and was mortally wounded in the process."

"Luke refused to leave me as I died, even though it was risky to him."

"It was impossible, to continue my numbness. I loved my children. I died for that love. I - realized the path I had set myself on only accomplished destroying everything and everyone I ever cared for. I wanted to do better."

"Luke could see me, for a while after my death. He helped me start healing. But... Eventually I faded from his eyes. I spent the next while wandering the galaxy - mostly old battle sites - and feeling sorry for myself. Stumbled on Rey. She could see me, so... I decided to take her as my student. Help her. And maybe not screw up this time."

"Now - I mostly want to keep the galaxy from punching my loved ones in the face."

She nods, thoughtfully.

"Life sucks."

Anakin laughs, sharply.

"Maybe we can change that, though."

Shrug. "Universe could use some being punched back."

"I just - want to be something other than what they made me, though. For now."

"A good goal. It's - important, to be your own person."

She nods.

"So how do we fly this thing?"

Anakin starts explaining. It's clear she likes piloting, from her tone and how much she knows about the ship.