She wished she could be more like that. Not thinking about things when they were too painful. Though it was probably for the best he didn't let his thoughts go down darker paths, to maintain focus. Because one of them needed to. When Allana and then Tenel Ka had been taken, it was she who had remained calm. Now, it seemed, the positions were reversed, which was strange in a way, considering how much Anakin had meant to both of them.
Still, she relaxed into his hands, smiling slightly at the skillful way his touch relieved the tension she was carrying in her shoulders. Pain was one thing, but aches were just annoying. And it allowed her time to think a little more before answering.
"I guess I had this idiotic fantasy that he could forgive me," she eventually said. "Not that we'd be together, I've changed too much for that, but that he could accept who I am now. Who we are now. Foolish, I know."
But he was right, they were never planning on changing what they were, they needed each other too much, and maybe it was selfish of them both, but that was a simple fact. "I was asked for advice the other day," she commented abruptly. "Someone." She would not name names. "Someone who wanted to know how to handle a..." Now at this she faltered. Trying to find the word. Feelings? Relationship? "A connection to someone complicated, a connection others would find hard to understand." Which really did define Jacen and Tahiri utterly.