Her hair is partly responsible for this mess, and there's a juvenile urge to chop it all off in response stewing in what's left of her anger. That anger, however, is slowly giving way to hurt. She's no longer as skilled at holding on to her anger and hardening herself with it as she used to be. Luke found the chink in her armor and it's been in disrepair since.
"You don't know how hard it is, knowing that he's here. Having seen him, but be able to talk to him." It's not Luke or Anakin that she's talking about in this instance, but at least she's talking. "That alone is killing me, and then he goes and insinuates that all he wanted was for me to be some sort of royal dress-up doll!"
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Date: 2015-12-19 06:50 am (UTC)"You don't know how hard it is, knowing that he's here. Having seen him, but be able to talk to him." It's not Luke or Anakin that she's talking about in this instance, but at least she's talking. "That alone is killing me, and then he goes and insinuates that all he wanted was for me to be some sort of royal dress-up doll!"