Luke didn't even know what they were fighting about currently, he'd stepped back to gather himself while Anakin and Obi-Wan continued to squabble adamantly.
"You aren't listening," Anakin said with a sharpness to his voice, that Luke had scarcely heard since he'd turned back to the light.
"You aren't making sense."
"Neither one of you is making sense," Luke attempted to interject only to be met with, "Stay out of this!" From both Obi-Wan and his father. Luke shook his head but stayed out of it.
"Pointless it is," Yoda appeared beside Luke. "To try and stop, when like this they get."
"Have they always fought this much or is this a product of him falling?"
"Like this, they have always been."
Luke huffed in amusement, looking up at the sky, a peculiar storm seemed to be brewing, something about it felt different, like it wasn't natural. "They must have been quite the handful," he added, smiling down at Yoda.
"Indeed." Yoda smiled, before turning to watch the argument.
"If you have him remake the Jedi Order exactly how it was, it will fall again." Anakin insisted.
Thunder rumbled above and again Luke sensed something off about the storm.
"It wouldn't have to be rebuilt if you hadn't toppled it in the first place."
"Oh it's blame everything on Anakin time is it." Another loud crack of thunder. This time something seemed off about his father too, though Luke couldn't place just what. "Have you ever taken the time, Obi-Wan, to think that maybe it wasn't all my fault?" Anakin's expression had grown more and more twisted with rage. "That, maybe the Jedi themselves had a tiny part to play in it. Or that Palpatine had a large part to play in it. Or the fact that I was groomed for thirteen years under all your noses." He advanced on Obi-Wan, poking his finger into Obi-Wan's chest with each point he made, his chest heaved as though he still needed air. "Or the fact that not everything is my fault!" A bolt of lightning split through the sky zig zagging down to strike several spots around Anakin. Stray bolts of lightning struck several trees behind him and they went up in flames.
Luke stumbled back astonished as he watched his father's ghost flicker and change, burns snaked up his neck and down his arms, his arms flickered between flesh and cybernetic, his eyes flickered rapidly from yellow to blue and back, and his Jedi robes replaced with an all too familiar set of black armour.
Obi-Wan too had taken several stumbling steps back from Anakin. Anakin looked down at himself horrified. His image settled back to how he normally appeared though the thunder above rumbled louder and more lightning cracked.
"Father," Luke called stepping towards his father. "It's ok."
Anakin was still staring horrified at his arms. Luke reached out and to his surprise was able to actually grab hold of his father's ghostly hand. Anakin looked up from his hands to his son. "I believe I still have a lot of anger I have to work through."
"I believe so."
Anakin looked down at his hand held gently between both of Luke's. He squeezed Luke's hand to be sure. Then smiled brightly at his son. "I didn't even know this was possible."
"Neither did I."
Anakin's attention shifted to Luke's right hand, he ran his thumb gently against the leather glove. "I've never apologised."
"I took killing the Emperor as an apology."
"I never thanked you either, not properly, for believing in me, for showing me it's never too late to choose the right path."
"He's got more of his mother in him, that way," Obi-Wan said.
"He does." Anakin smiled. It was then that Anakin looked around him noticing the trees on fire and the burnt patches on the ground. "Did I do that?"
"It would appear so, yes." Obi-Wan too was looking around at the scene before them.
"I'm sorry." Using the force, Anakin reached out and snuffed out the fires. "I wasn't aware we could do that either."
"Learning we all are, what our new existence means," Yoda added.
"That we are," Obi-Wan agreed.
Anakin looked at Obi-Wan properly. "I apologise for losing my temper."
"I apologise too, I pushed things too far. Pushing all the blame on you when you don't deserve all of it."
"Not all of it, but part of it yes. I've carried the guilt of the terrible things I've done with me. And that's what I deserve," Anakin muttered quietly. "But I will not sit back and say nothing while history repeats itself."