Anakin shakes his head. "No, I don't think I'm the right choice. And you have the late Sheev Palpatine to thank for that." Bail Organa frowned as he turned to face the Jedi Knight.
"What, why? Because he made you the face of the Republic's fight? Because he made sure the entirety of the Republic knew that you were leading successful campaigns to protect Republic worlds across the galaxy?" Organa approaches the young man and rests a hand on his shoulder. "The people won't see that as Palpatine manipulating their views, because those things were true. Please, Anakin, do this for Padme."
A flash of anger crosses the young Jedi's eyes at the mention of his late wife, but it is quickly replaced with a sad acceptance and he nods. "Very well, I'll make the speech." Nodding, Bail is already heading off to another part of his flagship, rapidly typing away at the datapad in his hands. Jason smiles softly as Anakin and Yoda take a quiet council in another part of the area they were in before he approaches the members of their ragtag fleet.
"This is...very different from the events I'm familiar with. However, there is still one concern I have related to the demonstration that Anubis just made."