Her reverie ended with her retelling and she regarded him. He never cut her off, he only listened and let her speak. That alone was almost a first for them. Well...the other them. He was content to listen and genuinely seemed to be hearing her.

"Very." She agreed. "Not as much as I'd like to, it's mostly memories now. Life has ways of keeping us occupied." Understatement of the century there. "Some might find it boring, but years ago Alderaan eschewed war and violence to concentrate on art and learning. It became a planet of peace and beauty." Her father had seen to that continuing even with their involvement in the growing resistance movement. Nothing was traced back to Alderaan, the pacifist society was both perfect cover and a brilliant way to foster alliances. If the most peace loving world in all the systems was pushing for a rebellion, who else could say no?

"And then of course there is the fact that I spent a good deal of time grounded. I seemed to have a hard time accepting restrictions." That was putting it mildly, she'd been a royal terror before she'd matured.