Awww.

"Good."

Kiss!

Much kiss!

Mmm kisses.

"I do have a meeting this morning, though..."

"I won't keep you, then."

One last kiss. "See you later."

"See you."

Dalia's meeting is pretty boring. She spends most of it doodling sketches of Leia on her datapad, occasionally looking up and making a stern face to keep the other attendees in line. So y'know, pretty much standard for her. Anything actually important will be in the minutes or her handmaiden will let her know.

It goes pretty well. 

And her mother is available for family dinner together soon after that; she'd like to see Dalia for it, of course. 

Of course.

"How has your week been?"

"It's been good!" Dalia happily describes what she's been up to. (Skimming over her time with Vader, though.)

And, of course, the Emperor zeroes in on Vader, expressing concern for her mental health.

She's doing better lately, Dalia thinks. More... stable.

"That's very good," she says. "Do you know what's changed? It'd be a pity if she regressed, later..."

"I'm not sure. She showed up to my birthday party for a little bit, though."

"That's very unusual, isn't it?"

Nod. "Yeah. I think that was the start of it, though. Or like, the first expression. You know mama doesn't really talk about what's in her head."

Hum. "That does make it very hard to help her..."

"Yeah."

"What do you think we could do to help?"

"I think staying in one place is good. Settle into kind of a routine."

"Oh? She's been very effective for missions, though, despite her issues..."

"Mama's strong," Dalia agrees. "And if she's needed then she's needed, but- If she can get herself more together, she'll be even stronger, right?"

"There's more to usefulness than strength, dear."