What happened. Wasn't that the question. Leia pressed her palm against her jaw for a moment and the tipped her head to the side as she regarded Poe. He looked like his father. She started to shake her head, to deflect the question, but changed her mind. "I'm sure you're aware that my marriage hasn't been very smooth," she said carefully. Most of the galaxy was aware that Leia Organa and Han Solo were apart more often than they were together. And that their fighting was legendary. But they stayed together. It just wasn't ever the way Leia might have pictured it in those early months after Endor, when celebrations lasted long into every night and the two of them believed they had their entire lives ahead of them. But this wasn't a story about her relationship with her husband.
"Your father has always been a good friend. Your mother as well. One of my closest friends. And I'm sure you know that Kes had a lot of trouble getting through losing your mother. We all did, of course, but she was his wife. And I was dealing with my own troubles." Or, more like, she was looking for ways to run away from them. Either way. "It didn't last more than a few months," she finished quietly. But it had happened, and so had Breha.