[Him saying it isn't going to have Padmé believing it, although she will consider his words. It may well be a secret that is kept closely to the breast, lest any find out about it. She doesn't doubt that if given a choice, some might well choose this realm. Her issue is that she wasn't given the luxury of the choice. Oh, she knows well enough that sometimes things don't go as planned, and she isn't one to stomp her feet and cry foul. Still, there are better ways of going about getting what one wants, at least by her reckoning.]

Well, if they are anything like the Hutts, asking isn't something they are keen on. [No, she knew well enough that answers came at a price, and the question is, what price would those in charge demand- as she has no doubt it would be a demand- in order to inquire? More like than not, little would be gained and much would be lost.

She pursed her lips slightly.] I see. [Or as much as she could.]

And heard of it? Of what? The Galactic Senate or the Core planets?