#26
Chapter 6: Rescue (#4)
There are so few things a Jedi ever owns; even his lightsaber is less a possession than an expression of his identity. To be a Jedi is to renounce possessions. And Anakin had tried so hard, tried for so long, to do just that.
Even on their wedding day, Anakin had had no devotion gift for his new wife; he didn't actually own anything.
But love will find a way.
He had brought something like a gift to her apartments in Theed, still a little shy with her, still overwhelmed by finding the feelings in her he'd felt so long himself, not knowing quite how to give her a gift which wasn't really a gift. Nor was it his to give.
Without anything of his own to give except his love, all he could bring her was a friend.
"I didn't have many friends when I was a kid," he'd told her, "so I built one."
And C-3PO had shuffled in behind him, gleaming as though he'd been plasted with solid gold.