Tenel Ka was like the proverbial Bantha in the room, the one Tahiri never liked to talk about. When Jacen had felt the pain of her loss, Tahiri had hurt with him, but in her own mind she had to admit that a part of her, the selfish part, was relieved when the Hapan had gone. Tenel Ka had never trusted her, and really had had good reasons not to. The fear, for lack of a better term, was always that she would return and Tahiri would be cast aside, back to the apprentice rather than the lover. Perhaps even less than that, were Tenel Ka ever to find out how deep the relationship was. Now, it seemed, things were even more complicated, with a child to be in the mix a mere months down the line. "Good." Good because she so very much wasn't her, good because she didn't want to be her. No matter how much Jacen loved Tenel Ka, and Tahiri was under no delusions that he still did, she had her own feelings on how right that marriage had been, and how deeply unhappy Jacen had felt, underneath everything.
"We'll be careful," she stressed the first word, both in her tone and a look at him, a pointed glare. "Whatever is going on out there, this kriffing war, Lucifer, all of it, this..." Tentatively, she placed the hand not holding his over her abdomen, a light touch just over where the baby was so very early in being formed. "This is more important." The wider world could burn if it had to, as harsh a thought as that was.
She could sense the conflict in him, and knew it was more than likely mirrored in her own Force presence. She had no idea how to be a mother, and the idea terrified her, more than even the wars she had faced in her life. She was a girl raised by the Sand People, broken and reshaped many times, and now she was responsible for another tiny life? Seriously? So many ways that this could go wrong.
Still, there was a wry smirk on her face. "Shock is an understatement. This is not something I was in any way prepared for. Being cursed by Maleficent was simpler." And that had involved every bone in her body being broken.