She shows up a little while later with two travel cups of that weird pumpkin spice caf stuff that she'd noticed Vader took an interest in when he'd joined her before. She'll drink literally anything, so she has no idea if it's actually good by anyone else's standards, but she's incapable of not bringing something consumable. Even to Vader. Especially if she's going to have to get into all this mess.

She takes him at his word and enters with only a moment's hesitation -- mostly because she's still having trouble with the cognitive dissonance of having a chat with Darth kriffing Vader. On purpose. With caf.

Well. At least it's one conversation she'll never have to have again.

"Hello?"