She tried to be a comfort, even if she wasn't the best at it, she was better at it then both Obi-wan and Anakin. Still, she sometimes wondered if she wasn't much good at it also. She drew her hand back when he balled up a bit more, talking about it all. It sounded painful. To gain your greatest power through your greatest loss.

She let him talk. Let him get it off his chest. Through everything she had lost... Anakin, the Order, her home, the faith of the council, her best friend, her mentors and purpose. Through all of that and being alone, she still felt his life seemed... worse. Harder.

"You've sacrificed a lot to protect so many others. I wonder if they even know you're fighting for them. Those people. The planet. Do they know what you do for them?"