[That eye is cracked open again as Padmé gives a yawn, shifting slightly to turn her attention more fully upon her husband. Of course a stretch is followed, her body tensing, before slackening once more.]
I was doing work...
[It's murmured softly, slightly sheepishly, admitting that the position he had found her in certainly wasn't indicative of that, but the books are not for show. But Padmé does find a lingering smile on her lips at the sight of Anakin. He looks much like she feels.
Yet whereas she has taken a seat on a chair, Anakin seems to have settled on the ground, and it is a soft giggle that is given as her fingers find his own, squeezing. No doubt he's going to find his own back protesting his own position sooner or later.]
That is a bet I wouldn't take, love. [Because she knows it would be, and it is so very tempting, as she draws another yawn.] Did you come seeking to provide me a more comfortable pillow?
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I was doing work...
[It's murmured softly, slightly sheepishly, admitting that the position he had found her in certainly wasn't indicative of that, but the books are not for show. But Padmé does find a lingering smile on her lips at the sight of Anakin. He looks much like she feels.
Yet whereas she has taken a seat on a chair, Anakin seems to have settled on the ground, and it is a soft giggle that is given as her fingers find his own, squeezing. No doubt he's going to find his own back protesting his own position sooner or later.]
That is a bet I wouldn't take, love. [Because she knows it would be, and it is so very tempting, as she draws another yawn.] Did you come seeking to provide me a more comfortable pillow?