[Anakin pointedly keeps his gaze away from the photographs and the television screens to stare stubbornly at the bare walls as he raps his knuckles against them.]
Or we could try cutting our way out.
[It sounds like a normal wall with nothing special that would hinder a lightsaber.]
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Or we could try cutting our way out.
[It sounds like a normal wall with nothing special that would hinder a lightsaber.]