Padmé, despite her earlier state of unrest and unsettled, had actually dozed a little. It was a momentary doze, and not even a matter of her falling back to sleep entirely, but it was enough to cause her to jerk awake and stare at her phone blankly for a few moments before she realized that she really wanted something with a bit of zip.
That had been part of the goal of everything coming together, hopefully with a fruit salad, but she found herself a little unsure if it would have the flavor she was craving.
>> Do I need to meet you at the kitchen or will you be okay cleaning and cutting everything? >> I'm thinking a fruit salad with lime juice on it.
Padmé was encouraged to wash every fruit before eating it, of course. Cleanliness with fruit and with everything was, with her pregnancy, far more important than normal.