[ Luke felt his father trying, and despite what Yoda said about there not being such a thing, the effort still mattered to him. His expression softened, easing his grip on his hands as he gave his father a pleading look. ]

Then I'll make that ideal, but not just for myself or the people that come after me, but for you as well.

[ He took a careful step toward him, and then another when he was certain it was safe, not stopping until he was standing before him. ]

I want that, and I want to make it possible... but more than that, more than just being a Jedi, I... I want my family. Growing up, I didn't want all of this, I wanted my father. I still do.

[ He reached his hand out to him, knowing he was repeating himself, but at least this time around he could physically reach him as well as with his words. ]

Come with me. Please.