[ Leia had also been pocketing extras, because you never know when you're on an adventure the next time you'll get to eat, and being safe for now didn't seem to make any difference on her recent adventures with Obi-Wan. Just because something seemed safe didn't mean it was. Just because someone seemed nice, didn't mean they were. It was all very confusing.

She smiled at the offer and was getting ready to thank her for offering something that looked even better, when her child-brain decided to act it's age and get distracted by the woman's appearance, even though they were all in these terrible prison clothes still. Leia was mostly mad that she didn't have her hair the way she liked it. She beams up at the nice woman who she has no idea is her mother.

At first when she speaks, her voice is small, then goes back to her regular tone. ]

Thank you. ...Wow, you're really pretty. I wish I could go to my room and fix my hair but they keep telling us where to go and sit in boring meetings.

[ Arms fold as she crunches a cookie and somewhat loses her train of thought. ]