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Padmé Amidala Skywalker (i_cannot_follow) wrote in makebelievelog,

Padmé glanced toward the window, then back at the young boy. He wasn't the boy with a limitless future ahead of him anymore, the boy who was shivering in the corner of a room in a spaceship. She knew she couldn't comfort him with a handmaiden's cloak to warm him up. It was funny, how life had connected them. Manipulation by Palpatine or fate, Padmé didn't know. She had a younger Anakin, someone she could be a friend and a guardian to, and an older Anakin, someone she loved and was married to.

"I want to know how things have been going for you. Maybe talk a bit about school, if you would be willing to tell me about it." It was an open invitation and it gave him a choice. Padmé paused only briefly before finding a spot she liked and sitting down, wanting to be comfortable and on somewhat of a physically equal or lower level than Anakin. She didn't want to seem like a hovering adult.