Having read over the report of Sabrina's rescue, Leia is forced to take a few moments to consider several aspects. Her emotional state can best be described as 'unhinged' and she walks away from her desk to stand and watch the sometimes soothing, sometimes terrifying, flight patterns of the Coruscanti citizens out her window. Sometimes, this works as a meditative aide, but not today. Today, all she can see is an image of her carbonite encased cousin superimposed over that of her husband. She clasps her hands together, and then rubs them rapidly as though to warm them. An echo, perhaps, of the way they felt touching her husband's carbonite chilled skin once he was thawed. The thoughts that flit across her brain touch, linger, then flee leaving only momentary impressions of meaning. ' ' Shou