[Padmé had spent the day (or what she considers to be the day) aboard the Moira. She had done a little light reading, making a few notes on some of the information that she had gone over that day. For a time she had gone about her duties as well, although it had been a slow shift. On her way back to her shared residence, Padmé does find herself coming to a halt.
While she is not one to stare or gape or mock, the sight did draw her up. Of course there was also concern there as Padmé cleared her throat gently, looking to get his attention, before softly asking.]
Did you... need a hand?
[Or shirt and pants, or dress if that was his liking.]
that is not how you human
While she is not one to stare or gape or mock, the sight did draw her up. Of course there was also concern there as Padmé cleared her throat gently, looking to get his attention, before softly asking.]
Did you... need a hand?
[Or shirt and pants, or dress if that was his liking.]