Obi-Wan cups her face and kisses her, long and sweetly. "But still, always beautiful." It's the closest he's ever come to examining how he feels for her. He's always thought, abstractly, that she's beautiful, kind and good. But she has also, in his head, always been Anakin's. He hadn't realized until he'd learned of her pregnancy just how far the two of them had progressed, but he'd known something was transpiring between them.

But now Anakin is lost, and the two of them have been tossed together, shoring each other up.