Anakin followed Rahne, almost stumbling and falling on top of her again, but he caught himself on the door frame. After his eyes adjusted to the new light, he looked around. "No one's here," he said, trying to keep his voice low in case there actually was. Part of him, and there was very little question which part, wished that they were back in the closet and, for better or for worse, not wearing anything, but it was probably better that they were properly clothed.
"We should probably get out of here before..." His voice trailed off as he glanced at Rahne. When she looked back, they both quickly turned away. He was thinking about what they'd almost just done and wondering what would have happened if they had. They could barely meet the other's eye now. Probably better, then.