Had she but seen it sooner, Padmé would have moved stars to keep it from happening. Looking back, she can start to see how some of those pieces had fallen in to place, how the bigger picture played out. She had only seen a smaller part at the time, missing the grander one, and it would be something she would regret missing. In the end, she had failed him as much as anyone else had, in not seeing what was going on as she had been as blind as any.
But he isn't embracing the darkness here. He isn't falling in to it's clutches, it's hold, succumbing to it. That alone says more than any words ever could. There are times when actions speak far louder, and here he is, leaning on her, both physically and mentally. It is a start, that. A small start, but a start regardless, more than he might even realize.
Her hand trails away as he pulls back, although she knows it isn't something negative in him doing so. Her expression remains tender and open, although there is a blink of surprise at that statement. In a way it echoes some of her last words to him, although he cannot know it. She would have given anything for him to have said yes then, to say let's leave it all behind. Let's simply be Anakin and Padmé- simply be. Yet she doesn't doubt that he realizes how farfetched of an idea it is. But how much she would like to do that.
"Easier said than done, my love." And it is, not that she speaks condescendingly but murmurs it. Steal a transport? Find a livable planet? Not that Padmé hasn't roughed it, and not that she wouldn't, but she will admit there are creature comforts she enjoys. Yet she listens as he continues to speak. She wasn't there and she doesn't know too much about it, but she starts to draw a picture as he speaks. Whether he admits it or not, it is right there- that he tried, but she nods gently. Obi-Wan... Her heart lurches, for the both of them, and- her daughter.
Padmé notes that, notes how he says it, and cannot help but wonder why that way. In a way, she is no more her daughter than his. She is Bail and Breha's, the ones who had raised her from an infant, who had supported her and nurtured her and taught her everything they could. She doesn't press about it, knowing it's not the time, but she does understand those unspoken words. "Not everything will always goes as we planned, but that doesn't mean it is a personal failure. You tried, Anakin, and sometimes trying is all we can do. I know that's not the answer that you want to hear, that your generous heart will always want to do more."
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But he isn't embracing the darkness here. He isn't falling in to it's clutches, it's hold, succumbing to it. That alone says more than any words ever could. There are times when actions speak far louder, and here he is, leaning on her, both physically and mentally. It is a start, that. A small start, but a start regardless, more than he might even realize.
Her hand trails away as he pulls back, although she knows it isn't something negative in him doing so. Her expression remains tender and open, although there is a blink of surprise at that statement. In a way it echoes some of her last words to him, although he cannot know it. She would have given anything for him to have said yes then, to say let's leave it all behind. Let's simply be Anakin and Padmé- simply be. Yet she doesn't doubt that he realizes how farfetched of an idea it is. But how much she would like to do that.
"Easier said than done, my love." And it is, not that she speaks condescendingly but murmurs it. Steal a transport? Find a livable planet? Not that Padmé hasn't roughed it, and not that she wouldn't, but she will admit there are creature comforts she enjoys. Yet she listens as he continues to speak. She wasn't there and she doesn't know too much about it, but she starts to draw a picture as he speaks. Whether he admits it or not, it is right there- that he tried, but she nods gently. Obi-Wan... Her heart lurches, for the both of them, and- her daughter.
Padmé notes that, notes how he says it, and cannot help but wonder why that way. In a way, she is no more her daughter than his. She is Bail and Breha's, the ones who had raised her from an infant, who had supported her and nurtured her and taught her everything they could. She doesn't press about it, knowing it's not the time, but she does understand those unspoken words. "Not everything will always goes as we planned, but that doesn't mean it is a personal failure. You tried, Anakin, and sometimes trying is all we can do. I know that's not the answer that you want to hear, that your generous heart will always want to do more."