Luke's smile faded a little bit. "He got turned into the human sparkplug," he said. "The Emperor wasn't toying with him. He wanted my father dead. After the Emperor was gone...well, the Alliance was able to blow the Death Star which was going to be a problem since we were both on it still. And my father...um...died. There on the Death Star."

He blew out a shaky breath. "Not a great day."