Anakin couldn't quite decide if he was amused or not at the idea he was still young enough (or fragile enough) to require carrying. He wasn't a baby and only his mother had ever carried him and that had stopped once his legs could keep up. Around the time Watto had come to own them, he thought.

"What was it like?" The only catinas he'd been in has been when Watto took him for gambling purposes, and he could remember being uncomfortable, both with what was going on and how some of the patrons looked at him. Watto's threats didn't help any but didn't think Garth'zel would take him to a place like that.

Or he didn't want to think so.