❛ there’s a million things i haven’t done, but just you wait. ❜
HAMILTON : AN AMERICAN MUSICAL → STARTERS
it never ceases to amaze her, just how DETERMINED her dear friend can be. it’s a stubborn resoluteness that they both share, but one that has an inordinate amount more novelty when it comes from someone other than herself. it’s hard to imagine all the things that they could be out there doing; the possibilities that so often seem out of reach due to rank and station. it’s ironic really, that even in this life of privilege they are still confined to a cage of sorts. which is all the more reason that sabé is ready to applaud padmé’s words now.
❝such as?❞ she just can’t help herself. the question rolls from her mouth before she has time to stop it, a curious smile flickering to life as it works it’s way up her cheeks. in some respects, she’s merely working as a sounding board - but there is a genuine interest in the things so far that she has yet to achieve. ( the list of padmé’s accomplishments is already formidable; a fact that sabé would very much like to remind the world at every given opportunity. )
there are only a few things, she can think of that she’s yet to do herself. tiny aspirations tucked away for a rainy day; or thoughts so fleeting, she can seldom remember them after a few hours. her brain is less full of hope and more of duty, of STRICT protocol and defensive needs. she’s spent a lifetime pretending to be someone else - to the point the idea of harbouring her own aspirations is somewhat of a foreign concept. but then again, that was all the more reason to see what padmé was determined to do with her life. where would she go? what would she do? even despite the limitations of her own occupation at least she can live vicariously through her better self.
a thought occurs to her then, in the lull before an answer, head inclining in her friend’s direction as she hums out a thought in a near-conspiratorial whisper. ❝you get bonus points if it’s anything that would give Panaka a heart attack.❞
