[ She may have been pacing on and off before the knock had come, to keep busy, hands clasped and wringing tightly. Leia had essentially told Poe to not message her, that she would contact him, once this meeting was over, still holding firm to the fact that she felt that her son wouldn't hurt her.
A deep breath to calm any nerves that threaten to show, a neutral expression slides into place before she opens the door. A small smile appears after she takes a short moment to look at him, seeing that nothing has outright changed since he'd left, other than the scar at his cheek and jaw edge.
One thing he may or may not notice: she'd cut her hair. No longer does it freely hang down to her waist but instead it hangs at chest level and at her shoulder blades, naturally and loosely curled. ]
action; for life
A deep breath to calm any nerves that threaten to show, a neutral expression slides into place before she opens the door. A small smile appears after she takes a short moment to look at him, seeing that nothing has outright changed since he'd left, other than the scar at his cheek and jaw edge.
One thing he may or may not notice: she'd cut her hair. No longer does it freely hang down to her waist but instead it hangs at chest level and at her shoulder blades, naturally and loosely curled. ]
Come in.