[She doesn't know how Anakin turned. All she has to go on is the line by a ghostly Jedi about how he technically wasn't lying when he said Darth Vader murdered Luke's father (good going, Obi-Wan, pooka everywhere would be proud).

So the question makes her bite her lip, chewing that over for a moment, until he distracts her entirely with that last part. No. Love is very important.]

Do you think so? There's a lot of different ways to save a life. What if nobody ever had any of your love at all?

[A little heavier topic than your average small child.]