Anakin's reluctant to pull himself out, his posture taking something just a little reluctant. He's not going to be able to run into his mother's arms every night, or every morning, isn't going to great her with MOM I'M HOME everyday again. This is what he has, and he's not so willing to just let go now.

But obey is just too engained for him to not shake himself back some, even if the corners of his mouth are a little downturned. "I can do that." Gladly even.