Appearing out of no where, Jedi Knight Anakin Skywalker, sans lightsaber, walks towards the two men that are accompanying his wife. He smiles almost too politely and hands his wife a cup of Coriellian wine. "Hello gentlemen," he nods to both of them quickly and kisses his wife on the cheek. "Hello, my love." He wraps a protective hand around her waist, pulling her close.