It doesn't make any sense, but then why would it to her? "I wish I knew more of the science behind all of the variables at work here," Padmé lamented almost apologetically while studying the spaces between those pinpricks of light. "I'm afraid I won't be of much help with this part of the problem."

Which she did feel regretful about, truly. Finally she had the chance to do something important again, something to help someone that would matter, and instead she simply felt useless.