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Padmé Amidala Skywalker (i_cannot_follow) wrote in makebelievelog,

"You don't need to know what you want to do right now, Anakin. You have plenty of time to figure that out, okay? Promise. Your elder self and I are here for you. Luke too." Padmé tried to reassure him, an honest smile not leaving her face the entire time. Not one smile she had directed toward the younger Anakin was a politician's false attempt to relax him. She, genuinely, was smiling. She genuinely cared how he was and, even when she tried to portray some little aspect to reassure him, it was done to try and convey what she genuinely meant. "This is a lot of adjustment, I know."

"I - don't know, Anakin." Padmé glanced toward the window herself, for a moment, then back to Anakin specifically. It was something to get her to admit that she had no idea in the least on a matter, but Padmé had a tendency to be able to remove some mental and verbal filters with Anakin. "With the news of Palpatine's betrayal, I've found myself wondering what mistakes I've made. The end conclusion I come to with each point, each time I wonder, is that it's impossible to guess how things would have turned out. I can't guess how events would have unfolded, exactly, if I had changed each detail I find myself thinking of as a possible mistake. But I know it's certainly possible to make mistakes in our lives, to hold regrets"

"May I ask - what makes you think it was a mistake to leave Tatooine?" Padmé had an idea, knowing what had happened with Shmi, but she wanted to confirm it. She also wanted to know if there were any other aspects.