Skywalker Apartment [afternoon]

Anakin had been accounted as one of the finest mechanical engineers his galaxy had ever seen, which was why he was more than a little whiny pouty irritated that the crib he was putting together wasn't working like he'd envisioned.

And this was before he added the equipment to make sure the baby was still breathing. He put down his screwdriver (not throwing it through a wall like he really wanted) and called out to Rory, "How's the painting coming? Do you need a break?"

It had been nearly two minutes since the last time he'd checked.