a fragmentary passage
He managed to get one of them, at least. A female Skywalker cub, which Vanitas was caring via telekinesis, his blade in his jaw. He was proud of it. He was going to show Anakin what he could do!
After all, why not steal Anakin's cubs? Anakin stole his... not like Vanitas would get joy from being a father, but he wanted a heir.
He looked towards Naomi, a sky grin upon his face. "So, do you know this place?" He asked with a chuckle.