[ she wants to wrap her in her arms, give her the reunion she's probably been waiting for her entire life. maternal instincts rear their head that she'd thought long suppressed, but she can't make herself move, paralyzed by how little she feels like she deserves to touch this girl who was once hers. ]

There's no talking you out of this. I can see that much in your eyes. If you're going to throw yourself head first at the First Order, I'll do everything I can to make certain you at least have a fighting chance.