[ She can't help wondering how she factors into those. There's a metallic tang in her mouth, leftover bitterness to answer the dissatisfaction she feels in meeting her mother out of necessity, in lacking all swelling emotion. They were strangers. The First Order had cost them anymore more. ]
General Organa chose to fuel a fight with hers. [ But Luke ran away, and she has no concept of what Mara might have been doing all these years. ]
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General Organa chose to fuel a fight with hers. [ But Luke ran away, and she has no concept of what Mara might have been doing all these years. ]