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Padmé Amidala Skywalker (i_cannot_follow) wrote in makebelievelog,

Padmé had ventured out the doors a few times, out of curiosity and need as much as anything. It was a peculiar thing that could take a person and make them a prisoner in their own home, in some essence. They were vermin and pests in all senses of the words, though they were extremely cute. It was a shame that they couldn't have a way where they didn't reproduce and cause such a problem.

After a few moments, she moved to stand from the small dining area table to follow him to the couch. The more comfortable seating area, and a hint of more closeness, seemed better for sitting and talking together.

"I want to know about - you. Are there any new hobbies, new interests that you've discovered or explored? I know you still don't like movies, but you've experienced a good deal -" With her, and yet without her. Padmé wanted to close some of that gap and hopefully make it more comfortable for the both of them. She wasn't entirely sure how to approach him or, even, exactly how to approach this. She was focused on him, her tone was friendly, and she hoped he would know that she was genuine in her desire to open communication with her husband. Even if there was a good deal to adjust to, for both of them, she loved him.