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- ANAKIN
- Accuse me not, I pray—’twas her idea.
- No harm shall come to her, for with the Force
- I sense whate’er befalls within that room.
- The air could not shift in the least degree
- But I would feel an ’twere a hurricane.
- I bid you, trust me.
- OBI-WAN
- —’Tis a risk unwise.
- Thy senses are not well enough attun’d,
- Particularly where she is concern’d,
- My young apprentice.
- Act 1, Scene 3
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