Time was always on Breha Organa's mind.

From how long she'd been Queen of Alderaan for, to how Leia became so big, time always reared its ugly head. And when you came to visit her after a decade, time felt nothing short of cruel.

On the ship landing port she stood, watching as you stepped out of some old, decrepit ship - not the sleek, modern ones the late Republic used to have - and walk forward. Breha knew that Order 66 and the Empire had nearly gotten you, but even with the miracle of your surviving, were you thriving? It was clear you weren't.

"Welcome back, dear." She smiled, not as a Queen, but as a friend. "You have no idea how much Bail and I have missed you."