Her mind was still reeling, still trying to focus, still trying to comprehend what this all meant. But, she couldn't.
Leia sighed, dragging her hands down her face. Han slowly came to her side and hugged her. "You okay, Princess?"
"It's so much, Han! I, I never was sure that I wanted to know the whole truth. I was afraid of how bad it could really get. And now . . . "
"In a way, it's not as bad as I thought it would be. In another way . . . it's even worse than I imagined." As she spoke, Han noticed her face go so pale.
"At least you know now, know who your mother was, that she wasn't a druggee dancer Vader picked up."
"Yeah," Leia gave an unamused, tired smile. "There's always that to be thankful for."
Han kept his wife in his arms, stroked her head, rocked her. He couldn't justify Vader's actions, justify torturing Leia or him. Han couldn't tell Leia that the holos R2-D2 had ahown them weren't as bad as it looked. But he could and would do anything to comfort her. He hated watching demons of the far past haunt Leia like this. So far, Han had nothing against Padmé but, her and Anakin Skywalker had done a nifty, fine job of making Leia's life difficult. And Padmé had died when Leia was born!
Leia let Han hold her, just stayed still, silent, crying into his chest. Suddenly, after a minute or so, she started, jerked before stepping away. "Oh, my goodness!" she muttered softly. "What?!" Han jumped. "What is it?"
Leia ran her fingers through her hair, pacing the length of the living room.
"Pooja. Pooja is my . . . cousin."
"What? Leia, who's Pooja?"
"Sola. Padmé had a sister named Sola. Sola has two daughters. Ryoo and Pooja. Pooja worked in the Senate, a representative of Naboo. We worked together a lot. We were really good, close friends. And she's . . . she's my cousin!"
"Wait. Does this Pooja know?"
"No. No, neither of us had the slightest idea."
"You want to tell her?"
Leia stopped pacing when Han said this. She turned to face him. "She lives on Naboo. I know where. I've been there before plenty. I want to tell her. I want to talk to her about this."
"Yeah," Han nodded, excited by the idea. "Maybe you could learn something about your mom from her. Is she older than you?"
Nodding, Leia answered, "Yes. She's said before that she remembers her aunt."
"You should go. It'll be good for you. I think this is important."
Leia gave a smile of excitement mixed with relief. "You do? And you'll come with me?"
Leia laughed in her excitement, throwing herself into Han's arms. "I'm going to go ask Luke if he can come!"