"You too?" She gasped in sympathy, genuinely a little surprised that they had that in common. It was a useful thing to know, something she could use to manipulate his feelings and make Bellamy think she was like him. Of course she wasn't, just because they'd lost a parent didn't make them anything alike in her mind, but it was useful. For a moment she just held his hand silently, trying to project a moment of unspoken understanding, until a moment later the whirring and mechanical speech of a droid waiter broke it.
"What're you having sir & madam?"
"A Tatooine Sunburn please," she told the droid, a hint of annoyance entering her expression at the interruption, but there was nothing to be done, so making sure the droid didn't overhear she leaned closer worriedly.
"The Resistance?" Gemini injected a hint of concern into her voice, her expression turning fearful. "Everything I've heard about them makes them sound like terrorists, didn't your friend listen to you?" She asked, outward worry covering her determination to exploit the anger she could see in his eyes. "I'm sure she thinks she's doing the right thing," she told him, although the uncertainty in her voice said that she didn't think she had.