“Oooh.” Leia practically crooned at him. “And you’re so modest too-” There was a purposely added sigh to her breath, as if she might well swoon over it as well, though it was quite clear she wasn’t about to.
“A good question-” Leia mused softly, her brows arched. Thought it was a community for certain, and if threatened she had no doubt they’d all come together, even so - like any, city or village or, whatever they all had their own lives, their own wishes and visions that didn’t necessarily include the wider community. Sometimes she’d wondered if people would truly, and fully settle, expecting to live their days out in the small town. Some had married. Would they go as far as to have children, those that could anyway, and build in that regard? “I- don’t think I know .. I think Starklandia is near as developed as it’s going to be. And no one seems in any particular want of anything that isn’t already there.” Which seemed strange for all her yearning, to be lost in but being so sure of what she expected ‘purpose’ to be.
“That sounds like a deal-” Leia smiled, a genuine light in her eyes at the thought, it would be escapism, but their goal would always centre around returning with something, their trip both hopefully enjoyable but also serving a purpose. He was awarded a soft kiss for such a thought, and she only smiled again. “We’re definitely hunting danishes before we leave.” She agreed, enough for them all. Providing people with treats, as opposed to murdering them was always the preferable option, in Leia’s eyes.
No, she wasn’t entirely clueless, not to how close they were; the gentle motion of the water, or the little surges in intensity between them whenever they kissed. Like waves of energy, heated sparks that were only the beginning. His hold was lower than it had been before, still about her hips. Galen’s embarrassment only seemed to rise, and it was still sweet in a way, flustered and otherwise unlike him. Leia had some hesitations in going ..too far, if it was too soon? Perhaps these concerns they were her’s alone, only because she’d emphasised time to figure things out, grow comfortable, let things flourish, and she meant to stick to that. She wasn’t uncomfortable, that was certain, they’d both established that. “Uh-huh-” She didn’t seem entirely thrown off from it all. “Should I leave you- alone with this conversation of yours?” She tried as a soft tease, not sure if she’d only increase his embarrassment or diffuse it all little.