[ She hugs him back, giving him a brief squeeze as if in apology. She forgets how sensitive he can be, and she never means to burden him. The perils of loving a Jedi, she supposes.
She smiles into his shoulder and whispers back. ]
I love you too.
[ Padme breaks the hug but immediately grabs his hand. ]
[ He stares down at the pendant in his palm. It's such a simple thing. Simple piece of metal on a string. He's still awed by it because he can feel her intent through it, her love for him. ]
Thank you, Padme
[ Genuine joy flows from him and he slips an arm around her waist, pressing her to him. ]
[ She wraps his arm around him, her smile warm and genuine. She knew he'd appreciate it, but seeing the joy in his expression drives home how much it matters to him. ]
I know. But... I wanted you to have a piece of me that you could carry with you.
[ Even if it's just a thumbprint on a piece of metal. ]
[ He bends and buries his face in her neck, whispering another thank you into her skin. A piece of metal, a japor snippet; it doesn't take much for him to feel happy in her presence.
Anakin wraps one arm around her waist and another lower, lifting her as he straightens. There's an arrogant smirk on his face that ruins the softness around his eyes. ]
[ He quirks a brow but smiles wide. It's not every day she's playful enough to call him that. There's no doubt her role as senator has settled its weigh on her shoulders, one that's as difficult to shake off as his identity as a Jedi. To hear that they are simply each others', regardless of which surname is being used, is a small blessing. It makes him feel lighter, like he could finally sleep dreamlessly. Anakin leans down and kiss her softly. There's a playful smile on his face when they break apart. ]
What, not more handsome? Don't tell me I got dressed up for nothing.
You have [ He brings her hands up to his lips, pressing kiss to her knuckles ] one of the most powerful Jedi in the Order's history wrapped around your little finger. You should be careful.
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She smiles into his shoulder and whispers back. ]
I love you too.
[ Padme breaks the hug but immediately grabs his hand. ]
Come with me.
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Is... everything okay?
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Everything's fine. I just want to go somewhere quieter.
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[ Once outside, he takes off his mask and his hand goes to rub the imprint it left. He looks outwards, calmed by the silence around them. ]
It is...beautiful.
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Quietly: ] Close your eyes and hold out your hands.
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It's a pendant hung on a cord. ]
You can open your eyes now.
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Thank you, Padme
[ Genuine joy flows from him and he slips an arm around her waist, pressing her to him. ]
You didn't have to. Being with you is all I need.
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I know. But... I wanted you to have a piece of me that you could carry with you.
[ Even if it's just a thumbprint on a piece of metal. ]
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Anakin wraps one arm around her waist and another lower, lifting her as he straightens. There's an arrogant smirk on his face that ruins the softness around his eyes. ]
I could just carry you around all day.
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Showoff.
[ But her eyes twinkle with warmth. ]
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I don't hear a no....
[ And he begins to walk back into the ballroom, not caring about the increasingly rumpled state her fashionable dress is in. ]
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Put me down, Ani, you're rumpling my dress.
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[ He gently eases her down, grinning faintly. His hands are still on her waist when her feet is on the ground again. ]
Have I told you that you're beautiful? I feel like I haven't yet.
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[ Her hands are still on his shoulders and she leans forward slightly. ]
But I have been remiss. [ Warmly: ] You're as handsome as always, Mr. Amidala.
[ Technically they never took each other's name, so she likes to play around sometimes. ]
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[ He quirks a brow but smiles wide. It's not every day she's playful enough to call him that. There's no doubt her role as senator has settled its weigh on her shoulders, one that's as difficult to shake off as his identity as a Jedi. To hear that they are simply each others', regardless of which surname is being used, is a small blessing. It makes him feel lighter, like he could finally sleep dreamlessly. Anakin leans down and kiss her softly. There's a playful smile on his face when they break apart. ]
What, not more handsome? Don't tell me I got dressed up for nothing.
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[ She answers with a teasing smile. ]
You look handsome in anything and you know it.
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I do. But I like hearing you say it.
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Be careful-- if your head gets too big, it will ruin your proportions.
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Your beauty is very humbling, my esteemed Senator.
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