Really, he couldn’t see this was a terrible place to talk? She practically gritted her teeth as he moved on. And he had no idea what it was all about - not really. Not that it was his fault, he simply didn’t know better that there was more to it than her being certain of what she wished. In Leia’s mind the exception was the fact he’d decided this was a suitable place to discuss more private matter. It was noisy, and highly populated - that much he ought to think on, perhaps consider. As much as he had a right to be heard, she had every right to feel this wasn’t a matter to be talked about, or argued perhaps, right in this moment.
So, it wasn’t as easy as that. But, Galen’s mood had turned entirely now, and Leia suspected there was little to be done to salvage matters.
Leia did follow to the store, avoiding a tall, green furred being on their way out. She joined him as he was brooding over a shelf, parts irritated and also - understanding of the confusion, the fact he knew the least in this situation. “It’s- not that I don’t want to talk to you- that we can’t ..work this out.” Be it Leia wishing to keep her distance until matters were better under control, on a full moon. “Just- here of all places, now?” She remarked tensely. Wondering if they couldn’t find somewhere better.
She sighed in a resigned sort of manner, knowing she’d not jumped at the chance in Starklandia either. But she’d needed time. “Maybe there’s somewhere quieter.”