[ Luke couldn't keep the sad look from his face. He let his hand drop, not sure which instance of this moment was worse. ]

You won't succeed. This path you're on is one I can't follow -- none of us can.

[ He fell quiet a moment, turning his thoughts inward, holding onto what Leia had told him about their mother, the only bit of her either of them had, and they weren't even sure if it was real. But still, even with that... he could almost feel the kind of person she might have been, deep inside himself; her kindness and her strength. ]

I don't need to have known my mother, to know she would would feel the same.