She feels that nudge and bristles slightly out of habit; every part of her wants to rage against accepting Darth Vader as someone whose presence she tolerates, much less actively invites. But her curiosity has always been stronger than her anger, and there are things she could learn from and about him that the entire galaxy no longer had the opportunity to. She can't waste that. A Jedi wouldn't turn away from the chance to seek knowledge.

So, after a moment and a defiant bite of pie, she returns the silent inquiry with her own return nudge of assent, and glances at the seat across from her.

Not the warmest of invitations, but it is one.