Anakin was resting on the couch in a comfortable pair of shorts when he felt Ahsoka's presence close by, prompting him to turn his head in her direction. Even though he had sensed his Padawan long before she had entered the common area, he figured it'd be better for him to stay where he was until she made the first move. Letting his gaze float over her nightwear, he candidly noted that she had chosen to wear one of his tunics. I guess that explains where my stuff keeps disappearing to. Feeling her hesitancy through the Force, he slowly shifted himself to a sitting position before patting the space next to him. "So, what's on your mind, Snips?" he inquired when she had sat down, watching as she habitually pulled her legs up to her chest before wrapping her slender arms around them. Setting her chin atop her knees, she turned to regard him blankly. "Were you ever going to tell me?" furrowing his brow, the Jedi ran his droid arm through his hair. "If I had to be honest, I was waiting for the war to be over before I said anything about it." By that time, Padmé and I would've been on Naboo. A shadow enshrouded her normally cheerful cyan orbs as she listened to what he had to say, with the only indication that she was still paying attention being the gradual upturn of her lower lip. "So you were just going to leave... typical." she scoffed, turning away from him.

Swallowing the lump in his throat, Anakin scooted closer to his Padawan before draping an arm around her. "Oh c'mon Snips... I wouldn't have left without saying goodbye first." Feeling her stiffen, he gently rubbed her arm. "Yeah, cause leaving the Order wouldn't have consequences for the Chosen One." She snarled, shrugging off his hand as she shifted further away from him. There was a heavy silence before she sniffed brokenly, "I guess when you said that you'd never let anyone hurt me, that didn't apply to you." A pang of guilt seized him as he inwardly swore in Huttese. Damn, what kind of person am I? I have a duty to my Padawan, promises included. Turning to her, he discreetly probed her with the Force. All he could feel was pain and it only made him feel worse. Aww man, I really screwed up. How could I be so stupid? Closing his eyes, he thought of how he was going to fix the mess he was in when he heard a voice call out to him. Akanin… blinking in surprise, he tentatively called back. Aisha, is that really you? There was a light giggle in response before he heard her say: I'm sorry, were you expecting someone else? He snickered inwardly, happy to know that his sister was always around when he needed her most. I need your help… how do I fix things with Ahsoka? There was a moment before he heard her again, almost envisioning the lighthearted smile on her face when she did. Be sincere; let her know that you're here for her. A thoughtful gesture goes a long way. In time, you can explain everything as she adjusts to it. But right now, she needs you. Sending a thread of gratitude through the Force, he looked to his bestfriend once more.

He slowly placed his hand on her shoulder, waiting for a sign of rejection. When he felt her relax under his touch, he carefully wrapped his arms around her lithe frame before pulling her closer to him. He immediately registered her surprise and a flicker of an emotion he couldn't quite place before she calmed again. "I'm sorry I never told you about me and Padmé." He whispered, hoping that he sounded sincere as he monitored her emotions through their bond. He received a glimpse of something before it disappeared again. I wonder what she's feeling right now. He thought as he waited for her response, making sure to put up his shields. "It's alright Anakin; I understand why you didn't tell me." She said at last, the unknown emotion shimmering just out of his reach. Feeling her move against him, he noticed her countenance shift to show the strange glimmer within her that seemed to be calling out to him. Curiously sending a small strand of Force energy towards it, he was met with resistance before it became clouded. "Don't... it hurts too much." Blinking in disbelief at hearing her voice echo within his mind, he pulled back to see that she was crying.

Gently turning her around, he smiled as she relaxed into him. It was a while before her cries tapered off to occasional hiccups. Even then, Anakin held her close. "Are you still going to leave the Order, Master?" Ahsoka murmured into his shoulder, causing the aforementioned to purse his lips in thought. "Yeah, I'm leaving Snips." A flare of unexpected anger sparked through their bond as he felt her hands roll into fists, prompting the young Master to send her waves of comfort. "But I'm not leaving without you. After all, you're my Padawan and you're stuck with me, remember?" A moment of silence passed before he felt the Togruta calm down as she gave him a little squeeze, chuckling as he felt her smile. "And don't you ever forget it." She whispered into his warm flesh as she finally drifted off to sleep.