"I suppose you're right. If anything, it proves that I'm not trying to secret a weapon in my hair, despite my elaborate designs."

Padmé laughs self-consciously at being found out about staring at the strange, diaphanous fabric. "It's gorgeous. It reminds me of a gown I own back home. But your fiancé is extremely talented if he's crafted that for you."

She takes the other woman's hand and shakes it firmly. "I wasn't aware that there was a Healer's Guild here, but I'm also not surprised. It's taking me a while to find my footing since my arrival."