She had no family, herself. No mother or father. Not really. She had been three when Master Plo had found her, and so she had no memory of her parents at all. Raised at the temple, that was the only family she had.

Leaving Anakin felt like she was walking away from her family though. None of them believed in her except him, in the end. That felt heavy to her, in her chest, in her heart. "I am sorry to hear that. It sounds as if you've felt a lot of loss in your life as well."