"I can't believe they let you teach."

Of course he felt when it happened.

He also felt Luke's moment of blind panic before he was located in the Force. Anakin would have rolled his eyes if it hadn't felt like too much effort. He wasn't planning on going anywhere...he'd just take a nap. Under all of these blankets.

Hot.

Enclosed.

Helpless.

( Was it any wonder he had nightmares? )

And the barriers around Anakin's mind that he guarded with such intensity were just not working right now; his body had more important things to worry about.

So those images, that feeling of hopeless claustrophobia, spilled out towards those who would be able to pick it up...

Anakin would regret that later. Now he was too busy sitting up in bed, clapping his hands over his mouth to hold in a scream.

Darth Vader's office door was open, but there was no trace of the dark caped monster.

Instead, there was a tall young man cleaning the room with the vigor of the truly dedicated.

The soft music coming out of the room made it very obvious that there was someone new in charge.

[OOC: Open, but slowplay because work sucks unto a Hoover...]