He might be the last person left here from his universe, but at least he wasn't alone. "To think I worried I might be getting used to this." Said softly. He wouldn't want to trouble anyone nearby, after all. Soft, but not without emotion.

Perhaps he was getting used to people vanishing, in a general sense. But this was Leia. How could anyone compare to her? The child he'd longed for, who had come to him under such terrible circumstances. Who'd lit up his world for three years. Who grew to be far more than he could have even imagined.