Leia grins. She can't doubt she'd have the same reaction--now or as a girl. Janitor isn't a job anybody asks for, but there's no denying that it's necessary on the ship.

"I think you're right." Even without knowing what kind of uncle Luke grows into being, that sounds like his brand of optimism to Leia. "You can put in paperwork for a new job, if you think of one that suits you better. What would you like to do?"

That, she thinks, might be another window into just who Jaina is.