"I care. And Anakin's not going to have that for her."

- Tiny smile.

"You won't allow it?"

"It might interfere with her training."

"Training isn't kind or - pleasant. It makes you strong."

"I don't know if - raising and training are the same thing."

"Anakin's training won't be like yours."

Mrrrr. She feels rubbed raw. Unstable. Like all her masks and shields and thorns have been utterly destroyed. Like the personas she's constructed to inhabit don't fit anymore. 

"You're - you're good with her." It's been months, nearly a year, and - she's seen that. Plenty. "You're not - just her teacher."

"She's not even old enough for a teacher yet."

She drags a hand down her face. "It isn't weird for a governness to be involved with kids from birth. So don't - play dumb."

"I know."

"You can't trick me into thinking you're unobservant, now."

"No, I guess not."

Smile.

"Let's get back to Anakin."

Back home.

Back to her family.

Maul is relieved to see them again, and will eagerly hand the baby off.

The baby is delighted to see them! They were having fussy emotions and she's pretty tired about screaming about how no one is fixing those.

She's going to laugh and reach for both her adults and babble very energetically about this! 'Mamamamama' is about where she is for Lylí, and by now they're pretty sure Elesse is probably 'Wewewewewe.' (Maul is Mawaawa, Danni is pretty easy at Damada, the handmaidens seem to be collectively Nanamama while Rodanthe is 'fascinated staring'.)

She's growing so fast.

She'll be a little menace when she's walking. (Or when her tendency to reach out in the Force to things she wants turns into actual successful telekinesis.)

She won't need to just rely on her native charm to get what she wants.

A good state to be in. 

For Anakin, anyway. It remains to be seen how the rest of them will handle it.

Anakin's the important one here. 

A fair point.

Grin.

Then: "In the long term - I do want to figure out a way for her to be around other kids safely..."

"Safe in what respect?"