I'm-- [How does he describe that in the face of what he's just seen? Can he distill it? (Is his "destiny" still valid out here?)] I'm something of a..."special case."

Some of us are better fit to be historians, healers, pilots.

[And some of us are made to fight, he thinks, but doesn't say.]

Some of us are good at everything.

[He laughs. Anakin, shut up. He eventually shakes it off, though it's clear through that smirk that he doesn't think it's far off the mark.]

I can do things like..."talk" to machinery. I can fix anything. Fly anything. [A shrug.] It's not a talent the Order tends to hold in exceptional esteem. [And only the first of many.]