"You look as if you have the weight of the world on your shoulders." Micha observed from the seat next to his.
She'd come in earlier with a book, content to sit there and read or chat with whoever was tending bar if no one came into the pub. To see Steven there, well, from what she could remember was highly unusual. She'd have been glad to talk with him even if the man were perfectly happy, but that was decidedly not the case.
True, she could probably sense what was bothering him with the Force. But that would be a violation of his privacy when there was no need to do so. So she waited expectantly to hear what his response would be to her words.