dathomirborn.

Asajj frowned, her eyes flitting away from Padme’s in a rare moment of…. remorse? SHAME? She couldn’t quite place the emotion, but she knew she’d rather not feel it. “It’s out of my hands. I’m LEAVING, Padme. I have to.”

COMPASSION  outlines wide eyes. she longs to reach out to the other, to offer an anchor in a raging sea, but worries it would only serve to push her further away.     “  nothing is decided. talk to me— let me help you.  ”