And yet, as strong and kind as Padmé had been, her influence hadn't been enough to keep him from turning to the dark. It's a sobering thought, one that brings all of her worry for Kylo back to the surface again. It would never matter how hard she tried to pull him back from that part of himself; it might matter if she got home in time to plant a lightsaber in Palpatine's chest. Or maybe his skull.

It's not a charitable thing to be thinking about one's own grandfather, but she's not inclined to stop.

"I wouldn't even know where to begin. I can't exactly turn up and tell them I knew Padmé -- even if I'd known her for more than a few days."