The project is acknowledged, accepted; gratitude being offered the reach of Leia's force. Still the two energies do not want to mix, but it gives a slight defence against the worse of the uneasiness Leia could be feeling. Not much in this state of emotional charades, but it gave the statue some confidence in pressing a bit more, in trying to communicate.

They're never quite words, but they manage to form them to one's senses through emotion, through suggestion. Leia's attentions are tugged gently to the East, with the impression of Home given. The colour of red, sky - wariness, danger.

Minds being twisted, made unstable.

The statue then recedes in the connection, before bringing Leia's attentions to herself, to her throat.

Her words are understood, and fine.