The Penpal Paradox/Chapter Four
Padme beat the sun up the following morning, the mystery of the letters robbing her of sleep. She kept the lights off for Dorme's sake. Her friend was snoring softly, and she didn't wish to disturb her. Hopefully, the soft glow of the DataReader wouldn't either, but for extra measure, Padme snuck it beneath her covers.
She felt compelled to reply to the last message, making a mental note that six hours had now passed. To the recipient, that would be equal to three months. She would feel guilty waiting any longer, but the problem was how to respond to Dorme's initial letter. Not knowing exactly whom she was speaking with, she needed to be careful. These were dangerous times. It would be best if she were vague, but there were some questions that needed answers.
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Chommel Sector/Naberrie, Padme
440807/04:23/035
Greetings Obi-Wan:
First of all, my apologies for the dismissiveness of my original message. It is always better to be safe than sorry, and in my situation, I need to be careful.
I was born in Theed on Naboo and currently reside there with my mother, father, and sister. Do you remember your family? Do you miss them? How old were you when you moved to the Jedi Temple? Where were you born? Who were the friends you made at the Temple?
I'm sorry for all the questions. I just want to get to know you better.
A little about me: When I was eight, I joined the Apprentice Legislators and became a junior senatorial adviser. At age twelve, I joined the Legislative Youth Program. I've spent a lot of time volunteering for relief missions. Unlike you, however, my father usually joins me. I can't imagine being taken away from my family and having to cut all ties with them. I'm not sure I could do that.
I'm sorry for what happened to your friend on Melida/Daan, but I commend you for taking a stand. You did what you thought was right despite what your Master believed. I think that shows an astounding amount of integrity and selflessness, which I admire in a person.
I'm looking forward to getting to know you better.
Sincerely, Padme
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Padme read over her letter numerous times to make sure she hadn't disclosed any information which would raise suspicion. Most of it was common knowledge. She had written it in the past since he was apparently living in the past.
She chuckled at how ridiculous this all sounded, and honestly, still doubted the probability of it all.
Somehow, though, his words rang true. Deciding she would make up her mind if he was able to answer all her questions, Padme sent the message and went back to sleep.