"She What?"
Leia nodded. Anakins head spun.
"Why?" was his main question.
"She just couldn't do it. Seemed like your "death" hit her harder than we all thought." Han answered.
"Can I see her?"
Leia nodded, "of course."
Anakin turned when he heard his fathers voice, "Anakin?" he turned back, Hans expression was one he couldn't place.
"Be careful with Tahiri. She's not the same girl you knew."
Tahiri's heart hurt more with every breath. She knew she should talk to Master Luke about it, but she couldn't bring herself too.
She couldn't help feel uneasy that Leia and Han had left so suddenly, but it was likely better she didn't know.
Tahiri felt a presence behind her, one that was a lot like Jacen, but different. She felt him sit next to her. She didn't care.
Anakin had never seen Tahiri like this. She didn't even move.
She had changed even in the short amount of time he'd been gone. Her hair had gotten longer, and her complexion had paled. But it was her eyes that worried him. Those beautiful green eyes that had once been filled with happiness, had turned dull and dark.
"Tahiri?" he said softly barely above a whisper.
She turned to look at him, paining him, "Anakin?" she said as if she doubted.
"Yeah, its me."
Tahiri slowly put her arms around is waist, silently. Something Anakin wasn't used to. She was never quiet. Five minutes later she spoke.
"I don't want to let go." she said quietly.
Afraid he could cry, Anakin kept his arm over her shoulders, and slowly stroked her hair, "Its ok," he said, "you don't have to."
Then next morning, Anakin saw Jaina just before she left for the squadron.
"Whats wrong Anakin." she said.
"I'm worried about Tahiri," he replied, "she isn't herself."
"Talk to her. No I don't mean ask her if she's ok then leave her alone, I mean TALK to her. You've been gone a long time, you two need to talk," Jaina put a hand on his shoulder, "trust me."
Anakin gave her a hug, and she left. And he knew he needed to talk to Tahiri.