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Padmé Amidala Skywalker (i_cannot_follow) wrote in makebelievelog,

Padmé moved back to the bed and sat down on the edge of it, not wishing to fuss with turning one of the chairs in front of the fireplace to face the bed and Anakin. It was Anakin; she didn't have any reason to be scared of him. It was mostly a case of being startled, and scared, when she woke up. Being rational and completely in control of her emotions wasn't her strong suit, especially with changes in her body and hormone levels.

"I - oh. No. Leia is just down the hall, with Han. Leia has been here around a month. Ahsoka too. I -" She hadn't quite had a smooth first meeting with Han was worried about Ahsoka, but now wasn't the time to address their son-in-law or Anakin's Padawan. She really didn't know what she should address, but she knew those two things weren't it. "I suppose you should call into work, sick. It is a Monday. I doubt your students would feel any less shocked than I at your change in age."