Neither can I, truth be told.

[She lets her skeleton mother come closer without an ounce of fear on her face, and stares at the skeletal face, trying to superimpose that one foggy memory she has of Padmé over the bone structure. She can almost see it.]

I never thought...I'd see you in front of me. Not while I was still alive. I—

[Her voice chokes up a little.]

I remembered you. All these years, I remembered.