I'm not going anywhere. My hair is short and I'm wearing drab clothes but I suspect you'll still be able to find me.
( It's a weak attempt at humor. Leia is trying very hard to feel like herself when she doesn't look at all like herself. She's been trained like childhood that everything about herself is about presentation, as a weapon of diplomacy or otherwise. While she still holds herself with perfect posture and grace, she is stripped of a lot of her symbolic armor. Which is probably for the best when dealing with her son who often missed out on the real mother when the Senator or Princess was needed instead.
She is exactly where she says, arms crossed and sharp eyes looking out for him. Leia doesn't pretend to be interested in the 'history' lessons going on. Her son is here, somewhere. She has been waiting to be face to face with him again for years. )
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( It's a weak attempt at humor. Leia is trying very hard to feel like herself when she doesn't look at all like herself. She's been trained like childhood that everything about herself is about presentation, as a weapon of diplomacy or otherwise. While she still holds herself with perfect posture and grace, she is stripped of a lot of her symbolic armor. Which is probably for the best when dealing with her son who often missed out on the real mother when the Senator or Princess was needed instead.
She is exactly where she says, arms crossed and sharp eyes looking out for him. Leia doesn't pretend to be interested in the 'history' lessons going on. Her son is here, somewhere. She has been waiting to be face to face with him again for years. )