Perhaps it was because she was Princess of Alderaan that she still had that hope. He planet was peaceful and prosperous, and most of her life had been spent in the safety of Aldera's Royal Palace. Though she was aware of things like death, destruction, and violence, and to some degree knew what they meant, they were largely abstract concepts in her young mind.

But she was beginning to learn. Listening at her father's door when she should really be asleep as he talked of things she only half heard or understood. The way Senator Organa's expression and emotions would often become dark and serious at something shown or said on the holonet. The chilly diplomacy in the way he and Imperial representatives interacted, so different from his normal warmth.

And she knew there were bad people out there. They were the reason any remaining Jedi would have to hide. They were the reason she'd had to stop talking to her friend far away. And they were the reason she had to keep a secret. And that was one thing she wasn't going to tell Echo. He was nice, but... that was a secret she couldn't tell anyone.

She nodded, though, at the prospect of going to meet General Skywalker. "OK," she said. "Do you know where he is?"