She only felt the need to shake her head to confirm she felt the same; fine as they were - something she wanted to soak in. More than comfortable, supported in his hold as the gentle rhythm of the waves pushed them together.
“I do too.” Leia smiled gently, trying to let what was all a little awkward and uncertain wash away, much like the slow roll of the waves. It was just a matter of - as he’d said once before, moving forward. Leia still had wasn’t without a measure of confusion, or uncertainty in the path ahead, and awkwardness and newness to it all was part of that. Things that were increasingly less difficult to overcome in light of the sunshine, the pleasantness of the water and, of course the company. Moments like this were all they had, in the strange existence that was Starklandia. She let him spend a moment focused on his touch only lightly tracing her skin, Leia taking in how much she liked it.
With her arms still draped about his neck, part of how she kept a hold of him as they kept in the water, Leia felt it the right moment to press her lips to his, in a chaste kiss, not lingering but brief - something quite acceptable for a public beach, and a sign of affection all the same, to show she was pleased, comfortable to be there, as if she were learning how all this worked, how to press that little bit forward.