[She feels bad for Ezra, she does. It's not so much that she feels he's useless in a fight against Vader as it is that she doesn't want him to fight against him. Granted she doesn't want Luke to fight against him either, but she knows full well that Luke will do what he wants and go after Vader anyway.]
I've heard enough stories about him. [she's trying to be patient and understanding, but there's a obvious note of restraint to her tone. Because listening to anything remotely positive about Anakin Skywalker is not something Leia likes to do. But Ezra is in a delicate state, and he's still her friend (she hopes), and she doesn't want to upset him further.]
I don't know if they'll be able to beat him in a fight, but I know if there's even the slightest chance of getting through to him [not that Leia thinks there is, but that's not the time for that] then Luke, at least, will be able to do something.
[As far as Jedi went, she's not sure where Luke's skills would stack up with any of them. She assumes not as strong only based on Luke having nowhere near as much training as the others. But naturally that's not her reasoning for why Luke would be best. She sighs, hesitating momentarily before giving her answer. Because it's not like Luke is quiet about it, and with their last names being the same, he can't hide it the same way Leia can.]
...Luke is his son. I'm sure Vader isn't aware of that yet, but I trust Luke to do what needs to be done.
[she still thinks he's wrong to believe in Anakin as much as he does, but that doesn't mean she doesn't trust him.]
[Look, it worked on Galen, just using Luke and the last name "Skywalker" to explain that deep dark family secret. Even if Leia isn't including her part in this just yet, it's simple enough to understand, if you ask her.
Her tone is gentle, but matter-of-fact as she responds. She knows Jedi rules weren't that fond of attachment and all that, but it's not as if she's lying, and she wants him to understand that.]
Admittedly I don't know how common of a name it may be. [Which is kind of sad, she can admit to herself, considering it's her own family history too, as much as she denies that half of her parentage.]
But regardless, you can see why I trust Luke to have some impact on him.
[There's too much uncertainty in Ezra's voice to call any part of the note in it hope, but Leia's clearly trying to help assuage his worry here. He values their friendship enough not to reject whatever she's trying to offer him.
Still, getting "through" to Darth Vader isn't something Ezra's certain is possible.]
You really trust Luke a lot, don't you.
[Ezra remembers that Luke's name was one of the ones Leia told him was a safe person to contact here. And that's despite the fact that he's the son of Darth Vader.]
He'd be able to explain better than I would. I wasn't there to see it myself.
[She didn't want to be there, she would have wanted to be anywhere else in the galaxy than where Luke had gone while she was on Endor. As much as she would have liked the satisfaction of seeing the end of Palpatine, she wouldn't want to have actually.]
I do, and not without reason. Luke came through for the Alliance when we needed it most.
[When she needed it most, too, but that counts as coming through for the Alliance. Any uncertainty about Luke's getting through to Vader and getting him to see the light is gone, and replaced with nothing but a strong fondness. Even if she weren't his sister, from their experiences alone, she would trust Luke just as much. She had before, after all.]
[Maybe. It's a tempting story, but he doesn't know Luke that well himself. It might be a little weird if Ezra calls him out of nowhere to ask him about the time he got through to his father, Darth Vader.
Weird and uncomfortable and awkward.]
I almost want to ask how he helped the Rebellion, but I'm not sure my head can handle the headache of hearing about the future right now.
[He tries to say that with humor, but it's actually pretty true. Leia might even be able to pick up on the persistent, dull ache creeping in on the edge of their connection.]
[ Just as promised, Eleanor has followed through with her plan to meet Leia at the cafe before their boutique visit. Having arrived early, she already has a small table ready for them, where she currently sat patiently sipping tea and trying her best to ignore any whispers that might have been about her. ]
[It would be especially weird if Jabba the Hutt called him up to ask about that. Don't do that, Ezra, it's best to wait a bit.
But at the mention of his headache, a fresh wave of concern comes through from Leia's side of the connection. It's not that she forgot about what happened, but being reminded of it is different than being aware it happened, in a way.]
No, I think that conversation should wait until you're feeling better. If it's one you want to have.
[Not long after Eleanor, right on time for the time they've agreed on, Leia arrives at the cafe. She scans the room looking for Eleanor, and it doesn't take too long before she finds her. Ignoring any whispering, warnings, or dirty looks, Leia strides purposefully toward the table Eleanor's waiting at, her head held high. She gives Eleanor a soft smile as she sits, taking the seat with the back toward the wall.]
[She smiles as Leia settles into her seat, glad for the young woman's arrival to distract her from her thoughts.]
Oh, goodness, not at all! I was already out and about from a checkup and almost thought I was late. Once I realized that I was a few minutes early, I figured that I might as well get the table settled for us. I hope you don't mind?
[She shakes her head, not minding at all that Eleanor had arrived early. As long as Eleanor didn't mind that she was there before Leia was, that she didn't mind waiting, it really didn't bother Leia at all.]
Not at all. I just hoped you weren't waiting long.
We've discussed it one time, what makes you think it's gonna come up again? Unless you really do have some kind of ex-boyfriend you think might show up?
[well, if such a person exists then apparently it's possible for them to show up, but han is feeling a little defensive over the implication that he would get hung up over this again, regardless of how true or untrue the sentiment is.]
[Leia doesn't respond right away, instead searching his expression and seeing how far she wants to go with this questioning. because she knows he's being stubborn about this because he doesn't want to talk about it, and she's made her side of the conversation abundantly clear. Or she thinks it's clear enough, anyway. After a moment or two, she sighs before responding.]
If it comes up again, we'll discuss it then. But whatever you're worried about, I don't want you to be. I love you, Han.
[And to punctuate that point, she leans in to kiss his lips. It's not as if him being insecure about her feelings about him hasn't happened before, and she does have a feeling it won't be the last. So, if just words won't make her point, maybe actions will help.]
[as usual, she manages to surprise him with physical affection, even though you'd think he'd be used to it by now. once he gets over the shock he happily returns the action, leaning into her to lengthen the kiss. he looks fairly pleased when he pulls away, too, a stark change from his guarded look from before.]
Right, got it. [wait no, that's not the right response here.] I love you too.
[there, nailed it. they're done talking about the stuff he doesn't want to talk about and he got a kiss, clearly he is a winner in this situation. suck on that, jabba the hutt!]
Hm? Oh, well, it was just keeping an eye on my arm strain from a few weeks ago. It's greatly improved, as much as they've fussed.
[It was part of the main reason she had been directing Leia with the spices rather than doing all of those measurements herself, as much as she had been trying to keep the incident itself under wraps, despite whatever rumors might have floated around.]
Luckily a manicure shouldn't be considered a strenuous activity in that regard. [And she's back to making light of the incident to try and ease any worry that might be on Leia's account, if only because they're semi in public.] I hope you're going to get the works of whatever they have to offer, however.
[She is still concerned, don't you worry about that, but for Eleanor's sake, Leia won't dwell on it. But that concern is there in her expression, before she shoves it aside for a more amused expression, thanks to that comment about manicures.]
And you don't plan on getting the works yourself? Even if it's more than just a manicure, it's meant to be relaxing, isn't it? Surely the doctors can't argue about that.
Me? Hm... I suppose hadn't truly considered it. [The whole plan had been to help Leia, so she hadn't included herself in that thought process beyond her nails. That and she hadn't wanted to draw attention to the injury, although at this point, she supposed, what difference would it make now? People had drawn their own conclusions anyway. She has to chuckle lightly at the thought.]
But you're not wrong about that. It can't be worse than crocheting, in any case. [Which she had strictly been told not to do.]
Oof. Speaking of good ideas and not so good ideas, maybe using the amulet right now is something he should reconsider. He'd wanted to reassure Leia, but now the emotions leaking back and forth aren't really helping his headache here. Even something as mild as Leia's concern feels a little disconcerting right now.]
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