"They learned to march smartly in a row and die for their Emperor." There was a hint of sadness in her voice, because even though they had been her enemies, there was a part of her that still wished the Stormtroopers could have been free to live the lives the Empire denied them.
"Oh come on now, admit it," Leia laughed. "You would do what you could to rile me up at every opportunity, I haven't forgotten Hoth, you know." That swagger, that smirk. All to drive her crazy.
"Even if they're gone for good, I have no doubt there will be future challenges." It was the annoying truth of it. She tugged him into their hut, her fingers looped around his belt. "Now come here, I want to check you over, make sure that fight didn't do anything to hinder your healing." There was a faint element of command in her tone, the one that said protesting would be a bad idea.