A rebellion, being led by her friends? Bail and Mon Mothma, surely, and perhaps the other members of the Loyalist Committee. But how could they possibly make any traction when things had gone so astray? How long would it take to rally enough support to do anything of real impact?

"They're leading a rebellion and I'm hiding on a backwater planet wasting my days away," she surmises with more frustration than defeat in her voice. Frustration that makes tears sting at her eyes.