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OMFG! Anakin might do ~something~ *pearl clutch* (darkforcerising) wrote in makebelievelog,

Anakin was suddenly struck with the impression that he was intruding into a space he didn’t belong. That was his wife sitting across the bed from him, but the furthest she could get and still be on the bed. That fact did not go unnoticed by him. She felt distant, too, all the feelings she’d experienced since waking up were clear for him to read in the Force, and certain other feelings were also conspicuously absent.

“I’ll do that, yes.” He gave a brief nod.

He looked around the room again, so many memories of this time flooding back to him, and they were good memories, so many people often talked about reliving the glory days of their youth and how fulfilling that would be. But for Anakin, that idea was proving a foolish notion, as all those good memories were being overshadowed by that disconnecting sadness at the gulf rising between him the woman he loved. He wanted to fix that breach but he, even after years of living side by side with Padmé, still didn’t know how to do something like that, and his current incorrect age state of being was making that all the more difficult.

“If… I should still have that workroom in the castle?” It was a place to go so he could give Padmé the space she wanted. At this point it was all he could give her.