Padmé gives the girl standing next to her a small smile, hoping for it to look reassuring -- she looks far too young to be caught in a situation like this... and yet, war rarely spares children. Her mind flashes to what Obi-Wan told her about the Jedi temple and what happened, but she shuts it away quickly. Now is not the time to dwell on that.

"That's a good idea," she says and nods. "Would you come with me? I'm Padmé." Her smile softens just a bit, and though her head is full of plans, to see their surroundings at the same time, to gather round the survivors and make a list of what they have, where they came from -- she's keeping it in for now.