Anakin ordered a strawberry milkshake before sitting down in the booth across from Mathilda. He remained silent for a moment or two, studying the girl across the table from him. "I thought you might appreciate having a more stable place to stay, instead of having to stay in that home."
While Anakin never had to deal with not knowing who was going to care for him, he kind of felt for the girl. Not having anyone, being in a strange town. He thought it might be best for her to have someone constant around.