it cannot be a lie if no

Some long-buried part of Vader, something that had survived the fires of Mustufar, had cried out when head learned about the slavers; a thousand voices chorusing in his head as the heat of twin suns burned down onto his back, grains of sand burned into the palms of his hands.“And to think,” the Emperor continued, “I thought that you had killed Skywalker completely. I am most disappointed to learn that he lives.” Palpatine smiled mockingly when he finished, a poor imitation of the man Vader had once thought of as a father.