Padmé gives a glance towards the hand, before she does take it, yet she twirls herself around instead with a soft giggle. "What? Me? I most certainly have not!"

Which, appearances aside, is the truth. Of course Padmé doesn't help her own case by stumbling again. "I've a house, but shh. We like to be sneaky, not that anyone's really tried to kill me here, so I don't think Sabé will be too upset."

She had been Padmé's shadow for the longest time. Heck, they could have been one person at times, adapting that middle ground between the two of them so that they could intermingle. "You know, the Willful Machine is quite like my planet, save it's far filthier than Naboo."