[ Padme sighs out a little, shakes her head, but there's affection in the squeeze of her hand around his, the curl of her arm. There is also, somewhere in the back of her mind, the awareness that this is not a sentiment of a kind she's ever really heard him express before. ]

Deserve is a word that is hard to attribute, I believe.

I have what I need. I have Anakin, and my children, and you. However difficult and complicated that is, it is still what I want.