[Again he follows, nearly shadowing Anakin's spine in how closely he hovers. His voice is low, enough that it's little more than a discontented murmur above the din of the crowds around them - but he knows Anakin will hear it regardless.]
I think we both keep too many secrets.
[The doors hiss, cars jostling gently with forward momentum as the scenery begin to bleed. A few stops and those glittering lights begin to fade as the stops go on and - changing instead into harsh, industrial flecks against a dimmer skyline.]
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I think we both keep too many secrets.
[The doors hiss, cars jostling gently with forward momentum as the scenery begin to bleed. A few stops and those glittering lights begin to fade as the stops go on and - changing instead into harsh, industrial flecks against a dimmer skyline.]