Padmé knew that she would need to tell him, and sooner rather than later. It should be from her that the words came and not another. Then again, there had only been three there, and she knew Obi-Wan had no memory of it as it hadn't happened. Yoda? He knew, and more than anyone else.

Yet that that moment she rested her head against his chest, head nestled beneath his chin, as if to burrow herself snuggly against him. It was something that they had done time and time again back home, something she had wanted in those last minutes before he had used the Force. "I've missed you, Ani..."