[Bail and Breha and their sisters had tried to raise Leia to the best of their ability to be more like her birth mother and not like her birth father, but she'd been precocious and active fore as long as she could remember. She'd run around the royal palace for as long as anyone would let her, playing with Winter and Neena or breezing through all of her studies that everyone set before her. She was the best and worst mixture of Padmé and Anakin as a child—but then, so was Luke from his own stories. She can see that now, with the benefit of being older and knowing both of them better.]

I'm sure that my tutors would have preferred if I'd behaved more like you. But I bored easily once all my studies were taken care of. And...well, I hated to see the mistreatment of others for merely being different. I was in a position to do something about, or so I thought at he time, so I did.

[Hearing Padmé talk about Sabé so kindly makes her feel at ease. She'd loved the Naboo woman almost as another aunt, though she tolerated a lot more of Leia's wilder behaviors than Bail's sisters.]

Well, she used to tell me stories about her former mistress and how headstrong she was. I'm guessing she meant you.