Padmé Amidala Skywalker (

Padmé smiled, unable to help herself. Even if the cat didn't understand (something she wasn't sure on,) her lips curled up in a smile. No teeth, just a smile. The cat had taken the small nip of chicken, and appeared pleased and not sick from it. After a moment, she tore another piece off of the larger chunk in her hand and gave it a small, but gentle toss with her fingers. Between them, but still available for the cat if it was brave enough to come forward and get it.

She did something else as well. Slowly, very slowly, she rotated both hands so her palms were facing upward and opened them. Chicken and all, she hoped it would show the cat she was okay and no threat whatsoever.

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