But you're -- you're Anakin. With the laser sword and ... and you let me text you in the middle of the night about space pigeons. You could move stuff with your brain like Rey and...

And... you're my friend.

[Or had been.]

[He'd been wishing for Anakin back, hadn't he? Just the other day. When it felt like everyone else was shoving him aside and ignoring him.]

[His whole posture just sort of sags where he's sitting, until he's staring down at the ground.]

... m'not a droid. Just a... just an Autobot.