[ leia kisses him back, slipping her arms around his torso to hold him. it's bittersweet, full of might-have-beens bouncing off the sparks of real chemistry between them. maybe there could've been something, but at the end of the day, he's still caught up in the fringes of his last relationship(s) and leia's heart still belongs to scruffy-looking nerf herder. she's lonely — impossibly so, reeling from her brother's too brief stay and the void left in his wake — but she doesn't need romance; she needs friendship.
more! the bot shouts just as leia draws away from his lips, still not contented, but seemingly overjoyed that they're finally cooperating with its demands. more! more! kiss! kiss more! ]
Sorry. [ it's her turn to whisper the apology as her hands come up to grab his face and pull his mouth back down to hers, kissing him soundly and with much more enthusiasm. ]