There were a few things in Sarah's explanation that Peter was sure he was never going to get an unbiased opinion on. And since the holes left more questions, he took a second to brush against her mind and take a look at the memory for himself. A moment later, he was suppressing a chuckle at her reaction to the hug.
At first, he wasn't sure how to reassure her, but Monty's statement gave him an idea. He turned with her redirection, then tossed in a lunge of his own. "He told me enough," Peter said, the smirk on his lips nearly betraying the sense of desperate rage that the line should have been spoken with. With his next line, Peter lifted his plastic blade into an overhead sweep that locked his and Sarah's blades high over their heads. "He told me... she was you."
That was when he took a step, using the leverage to move in closer to her. A skilled move twisted his wrist around the one she was using to hold her lightsaber, and he drew it gently against her back, leaning against her so that she was effectively pinned to his arm.
"And now, Darth Sarah, you shall witness the true power of the Light Side of the Force." Then Peter leaned in and pressed his lips to hers, keeping the kiss chaste in remembering that his nephews and mother were watching, but pressing in hard enough to feel her begin to melt against his arm.