Annie smiled at her, a warm and welcoming expression. She shook her head at the question. "No," she answered softly, "but your brother does. I'm Annie."
She paused, allowing Leia's form a moment to appear fully. When she could no longer see through her, the girl spoke again. "This is my tower. I can help you, here. Help heal the part of your mind that the bad man hurt."
Annie didn't know about Luke's earlier statement regarding not being allowed to live in her tower, but even if she did it wouldn't change what she was doing now. No one could really live in her tower, after all, except for Annie herself. They could visit - some for longer than others - but they were all tied to the physical realm and had to eventually return lest they simply cease to exist entirely. Not that Annie really understood that part of it. She just knew that no one else could live there. Or should.