People be damned. Well? “It certainly seems the theme of the day. I won’t deny that.” She found the humour in his statement, rather than a scolding for such a single minded statement, a light in her gaze over it. They’d run into their share of unpleasantness today when it came to people in particular and Leia was ..technically already enjoying the spoils of what not giving a kriff about stealing from them.
She was still touching him, tracing his arm, running it over his chest, roving slowly, pushing the water about slowly as she did, tender in her motions. "That doesn't surprise me at all." Leia couldn't help a small laugh, brows arched to the look in his expression, as she learned in a little more, brightness in her hazel eyes. "You know it has its place as a worthy strategy sometimes-" she noted wisely her tone laced with amusement, only mocking that she was trying to school him. It wasn't quite that? Each had more than enough battle experience in their own right. Though as if to punctuate her words a larger wave than the rest crashed over them, not with the force to dunk them below the water; more she had Galen to thank for that, given it was him she was holding so tightly on to in a tangle of limbs, his feet were still planted on the ocean floor.
“And then there’s nature.” She laughed in soft tones, trying to shake off the water just a touch and wincing a little at the salt water in her eyes. “Sometimes that does leave much of a choice for retreat, does it?” For the most part the gentle lapping waves were enjoyable, an easy motion that kept them here, comfortable, together. But there’d be no stopping a storm rolling in, or waves that were too big, and thrashing about.