[That quizzical expression remains, deepening as she regards him with that level look. There is concern there, perhaps rightly so, although it is hard to tell. He is thinking. That much is clear to Padmé. The rest though is as murky as murky could be.
Okay.
That explains nothing at all, and Padmé leans a little closer, puzzling as he does finally speak. Her nose wrinkles slightly in thought, although the answer doesn't exactly make much sense to her. It takes a few moments for her to register what she has learned since coming here and to have it click in to place.]
You... are from the future- or I suppose you are saying I am from what you consider to be the past?
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Okay.
That explains nothing at all, and Padmé leans a little closer, puzzling as he does finally speak. Her nose wrinkles slightly in thought, although the answer doesn't exactly make much sense to her. It takes a few moments for her to register what she has learned since coming here and to have it click in to place.]
You... are from the future- or I suppose you are saying I am from what you consider to be the past?