Leia never would have imagined herself in the presence of the man who was the reason for the Death Star’s existence. The thing that was powerful beyond the imagination, what many could even see POSSIBLE. Despite her studies, the countless hours the young woman had spent trying to wrap her head around the type of f o r c e that went behind it, she couldn’t (&& that only irked her among many other things). The weapon was used in the destruction of Alderaan, her HOME, the one place she thought was safe. To blow up an entire system?? IMPOSSIBLE. Yet the rumors became truth in front of her very eyes. The vision haunted her nightmares, played out behind closed eyes as she could practically hear their screams, could see the fear in Bail && Breha’s eyes. Leia stood powerless, nothing could have stopped it.
Her disdain was palpable, etched almost permanently on her features as russet orbs met his own. She sucked in a deep breath, breaking the silence as words forcibly awkwardly fell from her lips. “As much as I — respect the innovation that went behind such a THING ; it’s a shame that it fell into the hands that it did.”
