[ Going through the motions of getting hot chocolate prepared, it distracts her. To a point. He's offering her some relief, a way out. Leia should take it, god knows he was on her mind earlier while she'd had her hand doing—
A swallow. A hard swallow. How long has it been...? She's been so busy, back home. Who had time for that, in her position?
Leia glances back and sees he has his back to her. She can feel the sharp beat in her pulse going in more than one place all at once. ]
Are...you also having trouble sleeping?
[ Turning back to the mugs, she keeps her gaze down at them. Doesn't really see them. Suddenly: ]
Han...
[ Screw the question. Leia turns again to him, her steps quiet as they take her to him. Whether he turns at the soft call of his name, she's reaching to him, to his back, to his waist. ]
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A swallow. A hard swallow. How long has it been...? She's been so busy, back home. Who had time for that, in her position?
Leia glances back and sees he has his back to her. She can feel the sharp beat in her pulse going in more than one place all at once. ]
Are...you also having trouble sleeping?
[ Turning back to the mugs, she keeps her gaze down at them. Doesn't really see them. Suddenly: ]
Han...
[ Screw the question. Leia turns again to him, her steps quiet as they take her to him. Whether he turns at the soft call of his name, she's reaching to him, to his back, to his waist. ]