He thought of Padmé Amidala, and how horrible her death had been, and how young she’d seemed, even at the end—even with betrayal and disaster tainting her existence. “Are you doing this for the Jedi? Or to honor Padmé?” Breha had asked him before he’d left, and he’d told her that it was all the same. Breha had shaken her head. “No,” she’d said, “it’s not.” But it was. Because Padmé’s burden and that of the Jedi would pass down to Leia if Bail didn’t act—Padmé’s burden, Obi-Wan’s burden, and the burden Anakin Skywalker had cast aside.
