"Xylon!"
She reached out and squeezed his shoulder. Though to the eye the gesture appeared nothing more than a mere vain attempt to comfort the unconscious, strength flowed from Leia into Xylon like a great river had been opened through the Force, and it jarred the man completely back into the present. She withdrew her grip slowly, and stood again.
"Rise now" She said, more likely commanded, the fallen figure. "We have work to do"
She seated herself behind her desk again and turned to Han.
"We must act immediately. Fleet arrangements must be made by Xylon, and I am sure he will carry them out adequately. But I have chosen to go along personally with the task force and and not take, but join with Coruscant in peace. I wish for you to arrange for security, I am not naive enough to think I can get away with walking on the surface and not have attempts taken on my life by those who will not yet understand that we are not present to fight"