As much as she tried to keep her anxiety to a minimum within her presence, she couldn't quite mask it all. Then again, it wasn't surprising given her murderer was here, and she had a lot to deal with in what he'd told her, and getting used to Earth. It was definitely strange, but she was taking it in stride. She missed the ships and droids and other such lifeforms, but Earth wasn't all that bad. Once you took the demons and evil out of the picture. But war wasn't new to Mara, so it was something she could adapt to easily. And it was something that she could do, something she could focus on. That and training with Galen, trying to strengthen his mental defenses. Which was a monumental task, but Mara never backed down from a challenge.
As she hugged Anakin, she savored it. It was just another reassurance that he was alive. That both of them were alive. And it felt good. Mara had finally gotten over how strange it felt to be alive, to sense Anakin's presence within the Force. Now it was mostly just getting through everything else.
At his question, she drew in a breath. "Mostly. Jacen, mostly." Mara didn't think she needed to elaborate on that. Anakin undoubtedly would know that she would have a lot of issues with Jacen for some time. But she was at least trying to move through them. And the fact that she hadn't killed Jacen spoke volumes to that. And oh, she had many reasons why she would kill Jacen. She'd even had a chance, had come close to taking it, but she hadn't. She knew it would've been a kill in anger and that was not a path she would walk.