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Aren't you a little short for a princess?
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Dalia's just crying, by now.

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She stumbles back - physically and in the Force - 

She's crying, too, her self hatred and fear a whirlwind around her. 

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"Why do things have to be terrible," she sobs.

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"I'm sorry."

She collapses against one wall, crying, then - there's a twist in the Force around her - 

She keeps repeating how sorry she is. She doesn't seem able to stop. 

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And then - after what feels like an eternity of crying, but is objectively an impressively short amount of time - the door to their rooms slides open, revealing Leia - who looks like she very hastily changed from her typical uniform to something she can move in, something that stands out less, who also looks like she's trying very hard not to look extremely freaked out -

She hurries in and steps up to Dalia, pulling her into a hug.

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Leiaaaaaaa. Hug.

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So much hug. And hair pets; those are pretty important. And Dalia's head pressed to her shoulder, Leia's body bracketing hers - she sits, pulling Dalia into her lap, for maximum cuddles.

"You okay?" she asks, softly.

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"No, I'm not okay." Hiccuping sob. "My mother is evil. I'm not- I'm not okay!"

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Tight hug.

"It sucks."

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"I don't like it."

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"A lot of people don't." Squeeze.

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Dalia just needs some time to cry herself out.

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Leia holds her for as long as she needs.

(She's letting Vader reach out in the Force, too, though she's clumsy at returning that.)

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Vader calms down fairly quickly - she's used to the world being horrible. (The torrent of information to Leia becomes less incoherent, more precise.)

She has several things she needs to do - practical tasks, to reduce fallout to Leia - but then she comes over to them and hovers, uncertain, quietly offering Dalia - another person to hug, if she needs it. 

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She won't refuse.

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Hug, then. 

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Hug.

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"I'm sorry," she says, after a long while - when Dalia seems to have mostly cried herself out. "I - didn't want to hurt you."

"I'm sorry."

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"'m sorry too. For not- for not realizing sooner."

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Hug.

She's quiet, for a long moment. "You - realize now, though?"

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"Yeah. I do."

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" - You won't - go to the Emperor over this?"

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"She'd just hurt you more. That's what she always does, isn't it?"

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"...It is."

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"Then I won't go to her."

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