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Just in time for our new captain. [Leia's not yet decided on what she thinks of the new leadership on the Moira, but there's a wryness there as well that hints at just how unimpressed she's been with the ship's chain of command in general.

What an awful fate, though, to come upon her mother by chance and spend the time talking about the pettiest of politics. She changes the subject, reaching out to take Padmé's hand in hers.] Would you still like to see Nomo deck?

[Or should we find someplace to talk? is on her lips, but Padmé's bunk is as good a place to do that as any. With austerity measures as they are, she's not sure whether they can get some decent caf at this hour.]