It hurts knowing that he becomes such a monster that everyone insisted on hiding him away from Kylo. His legacy in the second half of his life completely washed away everything else about him. How much did they truly even know? He's bitter about it, but Kylo is right- they can't hide him from his grandson in this place. Anakin is more grateful for that than he knows how to express.

He swallows against the lump in his throat, blinking back the tears he can feel creeping in. "They're always going to be their own undoing. The Jedi Council did the same thing to me. They told me my fear would lead to anger, my anger would lead to hate, and my hate would lead to suffering."

Anakin reaches to put a gloved hand on the side of Kylo's face. "If only they knew that by keeping me at arm's length and berating my lack of control over my emotions or taking advantage of them that they were causing their own downfall. It's ironic, isn't it? They were too arrogant to see that they would be the ones to suffer."