Regret suffuses him as Obi-Wan watches her. "Padmé..." he murmurs, before moving forward again, this time crouching in front of her, taking her hand again.

"Please, don't. I'm sorry. It is frustrating, for both of us. I can only tell you to try and see the bigger picture, which-- I am aware, is much harder than it sounds. But things will get better. I don't know when, but I have absolute faith. The war isn't over. We-- we've merely made a strategic retreat, and are gathering our forces." There's a pause. "...even if we ourselves are biding our time, feeling useless. We won't be, in the future."