Being held helps more than he can say, and he leans into her, drawing her close against him and barely able to keep himself from rocking back and forth to try and soothe them both.
When she pulls back, he fears the worst, but her smile just reflects his own heart. She already knew. He tries to smile back, and though it shakes and won't stay in place, it's as full of love as any of the one he wore while making grand declarations for her.]
One of the most beautiful girls I've ever seen. She gets it from her mother.
['And she gets her temper from me' is what nearly follows, but her reaction is still so fresh that making bad jokes at his own expense seems crass. He's no Obi-Wan, and he takes this too personally to brush it off.]
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[He really doesn't want to speak to anyone but Padmé about it, but he knows he'll have to bring a few others in on his feelings eventually. He's been taught to deny his emotions for so long, it's still not easy to open up about the truly painful things without blowing up to anyone but her.
Being held helps more than he can say, and he leans into her, drawing her close against him and barely able to keep himself from rocking back and forth to try and soothe them both.
When she pulls back, he fears the worst, but her smile just reflects his own heart. She already knew. He tries to smile back, and though it shakes and won't stay in place, it's as full of love as any of the one he wore while making grand declarations for her.]
One of the most beautiful girls I've ever seen. She gets it from her mother.
['And she gets her temper from me' is what nearly follows, but her reaction is still so fresh that making bad jokes at his own expense seems crass. He's no Obi-Wan, and he takes this too personally to brush it off.]