[Bianca tilts her head, considering.]

From what I've seen of lightsabers, they don't seem very suited to fine work. I wonder if we could make a tiny one? It's a technology I wasn't familiar with before coming here.

[She leans back, flexing her hands, and then smiles at Padmé as they drink.]

As you evidently are. Does that mean you're from their world? Anakin and that sand-coloured boy and the tall sulky dark one?