[Padmé, as Obi-Wan, has been learning a lot recently. About the Force and the Jedi, and things she never thought she'd get to experience. Currently she's still getting her feet wet with her awareness of the Force, and while they don't have the little helmets that the young apprentices wear to hone their lightsaber abilities, Padmé is, at least, working with the heightened reflexes.
It's a welcome reprieve from the sadness and overwhelming sense of emptiness she's felt every time a world disappeared.
She's concentrating when the video starts, and then she smiles.]
Okay, I'm ready.
[Thankfully the real Obi-Wan is there as well to instruct her, albeit from her own body. It's strange to look at herself so much, but she tries to think of it as little as possible.
And for a moment she looks pretty good, snatching the things he throws at her out of the air, but then she becomes distracted and she has to focus then on dodging. But she can do even that with the help of the Force, and she gives a sheepish laugh afterward.]
I'm sorry. Once more. This time I promise I'll get it.
[Even though this is already her fifth try. It's just really hard to concentrate so much; how do they do it?]