She leans back a little, cupping Leia's face between her hands. Not forcing her to look, but trying to keep her from shrinking, curling in on herself. "Leia. Don't blame yourself. You made the decisions you thought were best at the time, with what you knew. I know it all seems perfectly clear now, but—Leia, dear heart, your choices didn't force his. He chose his path. He made himself who he is now. He chose to listen to the Dark instead of the Light. If he'd stayed with you? He might have found another way to fight you and Han. Or not. We don't know, we can't know. But it's not your fault."
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She leans back a little, cupping Leia's face between her hands. Not forcing her to look, but trying to keep her from shrinking, curling in on herself. "Leia. Don't blame yourself. You made the decisions you thought were best at the time, with what you knew. I know it all seems perfectly clear now, but—Leia, dear heart, your choices didn't force his. He chose his path. He made himself who he is now. He chose to listen to the Dark instead of the Light. If he'd stayed with you? He might have found another way to fight you and Han. Or not. We don't know, we can't know. But it's not your fault."