I am. [Is the response that comes willingly, drawing subconsciously on Anakin's welling emotion. No fear in the face of what lies beyond his control (deft steering, charted by the Force itself) only the drive to bridge whatever gaps exist between Skywalker's work and that of their enemies. Only a need for quickness he knows he can match.
The trigger's tugged, how many times is irrelevant, unknown even to him-- one missile disappears in a flare of sparking energy, heat drawing the attention of its twin down around the neck of the canon as they pass. The resulting explosion isn't enough to take out the set of ships on their tail (a delay at best) but the cannon twists and warps, so badly damaged by the shock of a direct hit that it jams in place.]
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The trigger's tugged, how many times is irrelevant, unknown even to him-- one missile disappears in a flare of sparking energy, heat drawing the attention of its twin down around the neck of the canon as they pass. The resulting explosion isn't enough to take out the set of ships on their tail (a delay at best) but the cannon twists and warps, so badly damaged by the shock of a direct hit that it jams in place.]