Leia was at a loss. She didn't know what to do and this bothered her. She always had a plan. She could lead the Rebel Alliance but she didn't know how to be a mother. And now? That's what she needed to be. A mother. She was twenty three years old, she wasn't ready for this. Jacen was older than her and she had obviously failed him though they were at a point where they could at least get along for the most part. Jaina she wasn't sure about, they didn't talk much. She should fix that. But she didn't know what to say. Really, Anakin was the only one she really spoke to. He had lived with her but even then, she didn't feel like a mother.
And now? Anakin was lost. Tahiri was gone. While she didn't understand how people could be so connected at the age of seventeen, she never pressed it. She was worried, though. Worried about codependence and the like. She worried about it with her and Han as well. But she knew that, if Han were to leave, she'd be in the same place as Anakin. Lost. It wasn't something she liked to think about.
It had taken some convincing on her part to do this. She figured Anakin would want to be alone, but she already had Luke brooding himself into the floor, maybe Anakin would let her in. He would probably be a ball of brooding as well, but it would be improvement at least if he didn't push her away.
Which was why she came with food. Foods she knew Anakin liked. Because he needed to eat, she didn't know if he had or not, but she had a feeling he hadn't. So arriving at the complex, Leia took a breath and went to Tahiri's room and knocked before slipping in.