Ben grew a bit exhausted of her quoting her father, if only because it continued to prove how willfully accepting of the weakness their family lived. He hated that about her, it was the one thing that he did hate about her really. She was too much a Skywalker, a Solo, and it hurt him sometimes. But he figured in time, she'd grow to understand.
"Oh, so you don't? Is that why you're blushign and so readily know what you're into? And really.. .dark hair? You know, if I didn't know better I'd say you were talking about me. Wouldn't that be just grand, and with you being all I need, we'd keep each other grounded after all..."