"Oh, he's a friend of mine. He's a good man, but I always feel like there's a lot he's not telling me." Feelings that she now, years later, could recognize as the Force, had always been strong in her. Leading her to follow her intuition and more often than not, being right. There were secrets in Jesse's past. She didn't mind, really. She knew well enough that he wouldn't use any of them to hurt her or anyone she cared for, and that's what mattered.
Sometimes it was really, really hard to see this still quite young, somewhat awkward man as Darth Vader. Honestly, that helped. It made it easier for her to reconcile the two as different people.
So it was easy to laugh when a droid had to remind him of the photo he was carrying of his new baby. Well. Sort of. In-utero still counted as a new baby, didn't it? She handed him a glass of the iced coffee, perfectly blended if she did say so herself. Leia was good at her work. With her other hand, she took the image from him, looking it over. "He...she? Is cute, I guess. I've never understood these readings. They're different from ours, but still tiny blobs on a screen."