[Li gives Padmé an uneasy look. It is not okay to be sad, it is the exact opposite of okay, and the punishment for that kind of thing is steep. She's in no hurry to say the wrong thing and let it be clear how heavy the load she bears is.]

I'm fine, [she repeats, looking unsure what else she's supposed to say.] I'll be alright. I'm tougher than I look.

I think you'd like dragon's beard candy. Or at least some of the sweets from the northeast; there's something for everyone, in amongst the varieties there. Almost all of it is good to me, though. I'm not a picky eater - unless it's cornbread, in which I'd rather abstain.

[Her noses crinkles at the thought in disgust. Ugh. That texture is gross. No food is infinitely preferable to cornbread in all its' forms.]

Eh? Oh, no, hybrids just can't always have children with humans, and since humans are over ninety-nine percent of the population back home... [A shrug. It's not a traumatic thing, for her, just a fact of life. In a way, she's too young for the impact of it to hit; what teenager wants to think about having kids and being a mother? Maybe when she's older, this will have more weight to her.]