Clint's eyes narrow just a bit as he notes all the small little tells she's giving off, each shift in her expression and the way she's touching her stomach--

"It's probably a good idea to worry no matter what," he replied, one shoulder lifting and falling in a mock shrug. "Just in case."

Aka he knows you aren't telling him the truth, Padme, but he's not going to pry. Not like others might. Instead, he's just going to be sly about trying to get her sitting down somewhere with others.

"Need help getting out of this mess, at least?"