She could at least somewhat understand where he was coming from. Yes, she had people who knew her. Who cared about her. But no one she, personally, knew. It was difficult. But Padme had arrived for him. Maybe, just maybe, the dome would give Leia the same favor. "Wait, you were taking care of a child?" Maybe she shouldn't have been so surprised, given he was the father of twins and an expectant father yet again. It still felt odd, simply because she still hadn't separated him from an evil overlord.
It was a dark story. A sad one. One she'd never gotten to hear, and her face fell in a sad expression. This as the sort of story most children would hear from their parents when they were young. But she never had. "I didn't know. Luke mentioned he grew up on Tatooine with his uncle and aunt, but he never mentioned our grandmother." Maybe they hadn't talked about her much? It did seem the Skywalker way.
"I didn't get to know Obi-Wan. Luke did. For a bit. He was good to him. But then, I'm sure you know all that." Another downfall of not being the first version of herself to meet people. She was afraid she was going to repeat herself all the time.