[ Distantly, Padmé wonders if Anakin is able to do something similar; they've never discussed his Jedi abilities in great detail. But that's something she can ask him later. Right now, her focus remains on her grandson who has never been anything but wonderful with her. ]
Then, of course, I'll share my memories of Naboo with you.
[ How could she not, when she has no idea of the state it might be in by his time? The thought flits through her mind, leaving a streak of heartache in its wake that she tries steadfastly to push through with an affectionate smile. ]
I could show you when I first met your grandfather, as well. If you'd like.
[ He supposes in a way what he's suggesting is not that much different from asking Padmé to tell him stories- a theory he finds supported by the subject of her offer. These are things she wants him to have, slices of her history she thinks he would like. He nods. ]
Anything you want to share with me. The things you want me to have. I knew nothing of either of you in our own galaxy.
[ He pauses as if he hears the way his voice drifts towards bitterness, as if he notices the way his fingers are tightening their grip on the wheel. But if he was making an attempt to banish it, he fails. The tension under his words lingers. ]
[ Padmé reaches out to gently rest a hand on his arm, offering her support and love through a soft touch. If they weren't driving, she would have hugged him in that moment, but this will have to do. ]
It will be, Kylo. Life can be whatever you wish to make it here.
[ She believes that with her whole heart. It's an idea she's embraced herself, turning down a different path than politics in order to explore who else she might be without it consuming so much of her life. Not that she regrets her career for a single moment, but knowing what she does of the future that awaits her in their galaxy... This is a chance she refuses to waste. ]
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Then, of course, I'll share my memories of Naboo with you.
[ How could she not, when she has no idea of the state it might be in by his time? The thought flits through her mind, leaving a streak of heartache in its wake that she tries steadfastly to push through with an affectionate smile. ]
I could show you when I first met your grandfather, as well. If you'd like.
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Anything you want to share with me. The things you want me to have. I knew nothing of either of you in our own galaxy.
[ He pauses as if he hears the way his voice drifts towards bitterness, as if he notices the way his fingers are tightening their grip on the wheel. But if he was making an attempt to banish it, he fails. The tension under his words lingers. ]
I intend it to be different, here.
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It will be, Kylo. Life can be whatever you wish to make it here.
[ She believes that with her whole heart. It's an idea she's embraced herself, turning down a different path than politics in order to explore who else she might be without it consuming so much of her life. Not that she regrets her career for a single moment, but knowing what she does of the future that awaits her in their galaxy... This is a chance she refuses to waste. ]