[He watches all of it, in muted horror.

He'd already known that back in the galaxy, in his time, Padmé had been dead, since about the time he was born. He knows some of the bare facts of how she would have died. Had died. But he'd never expected to see this.}

Sabé. I -

I knew you were grieving. [Sabé is not a loud presence in the Force, but Ezra knows grief too well, not to notice.] I didn't want to pry.

And...I know what it's like to know what death is fated for someone you love, who's right there. To miss a version of them, from a different time.