He's kept to himself mostly. Not wanting to hurt anyone unnecessarily, but knowing that he will if he must. It is better to remove himself from the situation. To get away from it and meditate on it. To think and figure it out. It's what Obi-wan would do, and he's starting to finally realize that the master Jedi does have some good advice.

It's been days and despite the relatively small amount of space they have been placed into, but most of them have scattered. Hiding in fear and trepidation. He can feel it.

He sees her before she sees him, but he knows it's only a matter of time, and the likeliness of startling her is high.

Anakin lifts his hands in a gesture of tentative peace as she begins to make her way toward him. "It's alright," he insists. "I won't hurt you."

And he means that. For now.