Oh gods, what is she doing? What are they doing? Her handmaidens had joked that this might happen, she'd had a crush on Obi-Wan all those years ago, but now--

Straightening her back, everything about her feels stiff and pulled tight, even breathing feeling like an issue as she tries to process what he's saying. What he means by those carefully crafted words. This isn't a teasing joke, this is their life, their future together. This future they've only just started working toward and now they're talking about changing everything.

"I don't know," she admits quietly, a thread of fear and uncertainty winding through her and stripping away any shred of confidence she'd felt before. "If you... This--" Her gaze drops from his to the table, searching for something, anything, and then she stands suddenly. "We don't have any tea. You like tea with your breakfast."

Stars help her.