[ Months? Suddenly she doesn't feel quite as confident that this is something she can handle. If he'd been trapped here for months, then what hope did they have-- But no, new perspectives on a persistent problem could provide solutions, so that's just what she would have to be. A new, helpful perspective, asking questions and seeking out answers.

Beginning with the question he'd just posed to her. A similar one to what she's been asking anyone she comes upon, to be sure, but also... There's something about the way he asked it, the phrasing, that leaves her feeling that this conversation is more than it appears on the surface. ]

I was on my way to Coruscant for a meeting of the Senate. We'd just landed on the platform when my ship was attacked.