The thing was his companion? His friend? Looking at Lucario, while it looked back it felt right. Like it was supposed to be just as that. Welled up there was respect for the beast, despite not knowing what it is, though Starkiller (surprisingly) apologized. "My apologies, for referring to you as my pet."
Though it was all short lived because the young Starkiller was in sheer panic mode.
"No." Starkiller shook his head. "That's not my name. It's Starkiller and my master is going to find me and he's going to hurt me for running.." Starkiller and staggered back looking to the flamingo and to Lucario who wore a look of concern. How did it do that? "No no no no.." He was shaking his head hyperventilating, till he just crumpled to ground in defeat. "He.." He wasn't going to cry. No. Not now. He was stronger than that. "I'm supposed..." Starkiller looked to the woman. "I'm supposed to help him destroy the Emperor.." Sniffled some. "I can't.." He shook his head because nothing was adding up for him.
Other than yes, she was right - the young Starkiller was absolutely a fan of Leia. She was nice to him too.