Luke dropped the necklace he used to focus his powers, staring at the lump of ceiling Palpatine's body had been crushed under. He turned to see his father, who had got back to his feet, even with one arm a sparking stump. The room itself was in chaos, cleaning droids already skittering over the debris of their battle.

"Did I finish it?" Luke asked uncertainly.

Anakin paused for a moment before nodding his helmeted head, "You did."

Luke allowed himself a sigh of relief, and Anakin put a hand on his shoulder reassuringly, turning him away from the body, "Guards will be coming any moment."

Luke nodded, starting out of the room, "What will we do now?"

"I thought we might return to Naboo," Anakin said, "I'd like to get away from this conflict for the time being."

"I'd like that," Luke nodded, "Would we go back to where you stayed with Mom?"

Anakin nodded simply, and through their bond, Luke sensed his exhaustion. Offering his own strength to support his father, Luke stepped out of the room.