Well, he wasn't sure about that. He didn't remember his parents. The people he remembered was his master, and PROXY his murder babysitter. So it wasn't exactly something he ever thought about. But, with that in mind, Starkiller just pushed his feelings down so he could focus on having fun. Who needed parents or anything like that anyway. He had everything he needed here. Especially with the torture that was being delivered to Leia, which did make the young man laugh.
While fighting off the girl, Starkiller was able to start up the next moving picture on the tv but what he really wasn't expecting was the way her lips pressed to his. They were... soft. Stunned Starkiller stared at Leia as his face probably matched the red he noticed on her own cheeks. "Um." He muttered softly as he shifted nervously. Why was he nervous? Horror or disgust? Nope, just a slight smirk on his lips. "Uh." He sighed some looking away a little from her. "That.." He shrugged. "Maybe, we could try that again?" His eyes glanced to her then away unsure how'd he react to rejection.