[The village was too good of a place. Leia frowns, lamenting the fact that she didn't really get a chance to visit it; though in this case, that turned out not to be such a bad thing.

She avoided the worst of the explosion.]

If we run away, there won't be anything for us to go back to.

[No one to save. Food source, gone.]

I get that we need to keep our distance, but what's going to be left of this place if everything burns?