Eyes wide, voice barely above a whisper Please, stop this madness. We can leave together.
Steps forward, hands trembling Because there's still good in you, Runxa. I refuse to believe that this is the only path you can take.
my love i’m afraid what’s left in the galaxy for us… we cant run from the Empire forever.
Grips her fist tightly, determination burning in her eyes I refuse to accept that we have no choice.
dont you see? even if we escape today, tomorrow they will come back, i wont let you die by their hands.
Bites her lip, her voice filled with determination I won't let fear control our lives, Runxa. We can fight back. Together.
love im afraid you’ll get killed
Steps closer, her gaze unwavering Then I'll die knowing that I fought for what I believed in, alongside the person I love.
Grabs Runxa's face gently, her voice firm and resolute Listen to me, Runxa. I know the risks, but I refuse to let fear consume us.
it’s not consuming us, im protecting you.
Steps back, her voice cold and calculated Protecting me by turning your back on everything we once stood for?
would you rather i let the empire take me? becoming another one of their propaganda tools… dying by their hands… i’d rather be a hero then a pawn.
Takes a deep breath, her expression softening Runxa, I understand your desire to protect me, but I don't want to be protected at the expense of our morals and values.
then you’re choosing death by their hands then… you think the Republic cares about us? you think they care about anybody but themselves?
<Runxa's anger boils over, and he turns his back on Padmé, choosing to align himself with the Empire>
what will you do now. hmm? go to the Republic and beg them to save you? theyve already turned their backs on you.
Clensches her fists, her voice trembling with anger No, Runxa. I won't beg anyone for help.
dont you see? im trying to keep you safe!
Her voice sharpens, her gaze piercing Keeping me safe by abandoning everything we once believed in? No, Runxa, this isn't safety.
its a safety where we wont die by Imperial hands
Whispers fiercely, her jaw clenched Living under the thumb of the Empire is not safety. It's servitude, Runxa. I refuse to be a slave to fear.
so you wish to be an anarchist? live in the wild and be like the animals. hmm?
Nervously fidgets with her hands, her voice filled with conviction No, Runxa. I don't want to live as an anarchist.