We're fortunate that people are starting to see the importance of our cause.

[She's a little subtler than Han is, her gaze steady on her father, sitting at her mother's right hand--but it doesn't matter when Han's so obvious about it. As Leia takes a sip of her soup (gorak broth with slender curls of vegetables and tiny dumplings), Rouge fixes Han with a deceptively casual expression.]

And now you've accompanied our Leia to Alderaan.

[Which, as comments go, is a trap waiting to be sprung.]