" - You probably would've given me to the creche even if you did somehow rescue me as a baby, right?"

"-Yes. I would have."

"So - that's also a weird thing..."

"Do - do you think I gave her the right advice? About keeping her me, instead of - letting someone else raise me."

"I honestly don't know. There are too many unknowns about her situation."

Nod. "I know having a kid is hard - and she looked my age, like - you're sixteen years older than me, right? She looked younger than that..."

"But I - I dunno I'd have liked being raised a Jedi."

"If she's only fourteen or so and for whatever reason does not give the baby to the creche, I do not think she will have a very Jedi upbringing."

Giggle. "Yeah."

"I think - the me's gonna be okay, I'm just worried about the you... But I guess there's nothing I can do at this point, unless I have another vision like that..."

"Not unless you revolutionize our understanding of hyperspatial physics in your free time."

Heeeee. "I'll add that to the research pile."

"I'm afraid you'll be mostly on your own for that. It's somewhat outside my area of expertise."

"Maybe I can find a club to join, then."

"That would be a good approach."

Nod.

"...I think the only other one that - really directly bothered me? Was the one of me who was - alone."

"She was... disturbing to me as well."

Hug?

Hug would be good.

"I have trouble imagining what would cause you to become so... empty."

Anakin's emotions go a bit... Still.

"I - don't," she says, voice soft.

Elesse does not like that thought.

"She said she killed everything worthwhile. I... I think she killed her you."

"Oh, Anakin."

She buries her face in Elesse's shoulder. 

Pat pat.

Snuggles.

"I don't want that to happen to you."

"I don't, either."

"It'd be bad if you died."