Padmé gave the other woman a soft smile, nodding her head slightly. "It's really me, Sabé," she assured her. "Although I can understand why you have your doubts."
A small step closer - not too much as she didn't want to startle her - and Padmé agreed, "This place is strange. I arrived here shortly after my death. Anakin arrived over twenty standard years later, although he looked the same as the last day I saw him. My son..." She stopped there, giving a small shake of her head and faint laugh that wasn't humor as much as it was nerves.
"I did die," she assured her, her tone taking on a quiet tone as she gazed upon one of her closest friends with an honest, open expression on her face. "I remember doing so. Then I was here and still have no explanation as to how. After all this time, I've simply stopped asking."