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Anakin had dreamed about Padmé again last night, feeling an almost irresistible draw back to the island (which he had damn well resisted, thank you very much. He was here because he had a job, not because the island wanted him), and was feeling guilty and cranky Anakin wasn't one to trust feelings of calm, warmth, and love. He wasn't really used to feeling them.

And the feel of waiting that the island seemed to be exuding had set the skin on the back of his neck crawling. His hand kept twitching toward the lightsaber he wasn't wearing on campus.

The door was open, but be wary of the twitchy Jedi.

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"I provide candy, unwanted advice and stories about how much better it was when I was your age," Anakin said, projecting comfort through the Force.

She did appreciate it, and pulled back, looking thoughtful. "That really does sound like it belongs in the grandfather contract. Are the words 'uphill both ways in the snow' mentioned anywhere?"

"I grew up on Tatooine," he said, "so I say 'in a sandstorm. Barefoot. And I was a slave at the time.'"

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"You always have to win," she said, the corner of her mouth turning up. And since she meant it and she had no idea how much longer she'd be in town at this rate, she added, "Thanks for this."

He tousled her hair. "It's what I'm here for."

"In that case, tell me something happy," she said, making a face at the touseling. "Tell me you've had a better week or something."

Anakin decided not to mention the giant demon in a loincloth adventure. "Juliet's showing some motor control in the Force?" he offered. "She likes throwing balls at my head."

Jaina grinned. "I knew I liked her," she teased.

"I'm contemplating nailing all of the furniture to the ground before she starts throwing tantrums," Anakin said. "Thoughts?"

"I'd say at her age, your furniture is going to start getting ruined sooner or later," Jaina said thoughtfully. "Maybe work on getting everyone padding instead."

"I guess it's a good thing the puppy is used to flying," Anakin said with a laugh.

"Hopefully he can maneuver well, too," she smiled. "If not... I think he might learn."

Anakin laughed harder. "I think this might become her new favorite game. I have to admit I like it better than 'Drop Things on Anakin'."

"This needs to be recorded when it happens," she warned.

"Puppy flinging or dropping things on my head?" he asked.

She considered this long enough that he could probably tell the answer: "Both?" She had to try.

"Not a chance," Anakin replied.

"So I have to pick one?" Yes, still trying.

"What do your feelings tell you?" he asked, raising an eyebrow.

"To go for the puppy flinging," Jaina said immediately.

"Wise are you in the ways of the Force," Anakin said, eyes twinkling.

She'd ask Rory about the other thing. She was sneaky like that. "It's in the genes," she smiled. "I should probably get out of your hair."

"It is really nice hair," Anakin said, giving her another hug. "Leave me a message before you take off for home?"

"It won't be till later in the week, I think, so I might even be able to squeeze in another visit," she told him, hugging him back. "But I will, no worries."

"It gets better," he said quietly. "I promise."

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