Anakin snarls. Oh no you don't. And he clenches his fist tight and the whole world seems to fold inward a moment before that intense pressure centers on the probe and its contents trying so desperately to escape.

Explosion might have been a bad idea but an implosion that destroys the probe's mechanisms and literally smothers its payload will do well enough for the moment. When Anakin is done the hunk of metal in front of them looks nothing like the probe Obi-Wan had brought him here to see. It looks, in fact, like a solid piece of misshapen ore taking up far less volume of space than it had previously. Not one speck of material that had been removed is still lying around, presumably it's mashed in with all the rest along with a few of the tools Anakin had been using on it.

"There."

If the Force weren't still flowing so strongly through him, Anakin would likely be rather unsteady at the moment but at least for now he can stand.

"Back to that shuttle-into-the-sun idea..."