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[Going in not knowing would have bothered Padmé. It is something that she likes, to make an educated guess, not just go for who ever flashed the brightest. She has learned quite early that not all that glitters truly is gold.

still, that she even says such brings a wistful smile to her lips. It is clear that she does know what she is talking about. Politics, indeed.

She enters, tentatively, glancing around the area, as if doing so will tell her something about the woman who is her daughter.]

They aren't, no, but they serve their purpose, and for that I am grateful. [And one could say it is better than nothing.

And no sand. Anakin was out of sorts already. Sand would only have made matters worse.]