moonaves:

He saw a figure in white robes near the bridge entrance and turned the tape over in his hand. He approached the woman and said, his tone respectful, “Your Highness. The transmission we received…”
The woman looked toward him. He’d seen her face many times before, knew it well. She was young, seemed younger every day, even as her responsibilities grew and grew.
He held out his hand. Childlike fingers took the tape.
“What is it they’ve sent us?” he asked.
Princess Leia Organa looked at him as if he’d placed another burden on her shoulders - another responsibility to add to a count of thousands - and she was proud to bear it.
“Hope,” she said.
Raymus believed her.