Padmé wasn't sure what to make of all of this. She was, primarily, just hoping that she was going to be successful in this cat-baiting endeavor. The length of the weight did tell her one thing, however, regardless. It told her that she was right about Anakin not being conscious amidst this.
Padmé had been about to start thinking up new tactics when finally there was a hint of the cat formerly known as Anakin. Despite being a bit worried and unsure still, not to mention wondering what she was going to tell Luke and Mara and the younger Anakin if "temporary" turned out to be a few days or a week, she cracked a smile at the emergence. She, dare say it, found it - cute. Adorable. The tiny little pink nose, wiggling.
She almost held her breath for a moment, staying quite still and waiting to see if the rest of the cat would emerge. She wished Anakin were there so he could see how cute he was covered in fur.