The way he looks at her -- she's never had anyone look at her quite that way before. Gazes filled with gratitude and adoration hadn't been uncommon when she was Queen, but never before had someone watched her so openly with such affection. Warmth filled her up inside and she was so utterly content with her life in that moment that it nearly took her breath away.

She turned her attention to her book just before he did, her concentration focusing on an examination of a religious site in the heart of Alderaan's capital. It was a beautiful temple she'd heard of from Breha, and her thoughts drifted to perhaps planning a trip soon for herself and Obi-Wan. After a few months back on Coruscant, they would undoubtedly need a little escape from the hustle of their daily lives.

That gentle kneading was relaxing, his very touch helping to chase away any tension her muscles held. Add in the exertions of their morning and how little rest she'd gotten and, well, not twenty minutes later Padmé was drifting off to sleep, datapad resting against her chest.