Leia hands rest in a similar manner, falling into step with ease and grace of someone who's been dancing since she was old enough to walk. She may not always enjoy dancing, but after nearly getting her toes stomped on by a few of her dance partners today, it's nice to dance with someone who seems to know what they're doing. She's impressed.
"No. You're not. I promise," she reassures. "I was the Alliance's leading diplomat. The general is quite used to me dancing with strange men he's unfamiliar with."