"If you had meant for this to happen, you wouldn't have left my blaster anywhere I could get it." Padmé pointed out amidst her tears, not moving from the spot where she was next to Anakin.
She did, however, look up at him when he suggested he leave. "Is there a reason I don't know about why I should want you to leave?" She couldn't imagine such being the case about the future, but she figured better to ask since she had no reason. "Otherwise, you don't need to? If you want to spend time in your workroom I wouldn't object. I'm tired most of the time, lately, so there's not a good deal t-"
He was from the future, but she hadn't told him the month it was in 2013. She hadn't been pregnant, or aware of her pregnancy, for all of 2013. There was also the risk of miscarriage, she knew from numerous pregnancy books and "websites" she had read, so there was a possibility that she wouldn't be pregnant at the end of the year. She hoped not, but she couldn't be sure.
After a momentary pause and ending her prior though in the middle of it, she admitted, "I am pregnant right now. No one but you and I know, yet." The morning sickness hadn't been too bad, more a matter of consistent nausea. She was starting to be able to smell a good deal of things and certain smells of foods were quickly becoming notable aversions to her.