InsaneJournal

Who: Padmé and Much Older Anakin
What: Spending time together, talking about the future
When: Backdated to Thursday night
Where: Their quarters
Rating/Warnings: Probably low
Status: In progress/Closed


Anakin handed the two cups to the staff member who had come up to retrieve the place setting he and Padmé had used for the evening meal. And when the staff member wheeled out the cart, he Forced the few tribbles that had fallen through the door way back out into the hall before shutting the door soundly. Their rooms were completely tribble-free and he would like to keep it that way.

He turned back to Padmé, unsure what he should be doing. They were both still uncertain about their new age difference arrangement. He wanted to make her happy and comfortable with what had happened, but he didn’t know how. When it came to Padmé he was, as ever, waiting for her to make the first move.

Looking at her he was again struck but how young Padmé was, and he was reminded how she must be arrested by a similar notion when she looked at him. Being twice her age now, he must seem so old to her, and he wondered if she was concerned about those twenty-three years of lived experience he had now. A few blinks and he remembered himself, though, and not want to be off-putting he dropped his gaze.

“Are you still up for spending the evening?” he asked hopefully. There was a chance that after everything today, work, their meal, Padmé might not have the energy for anything after dinner.