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Leia Organa Solo (yourhighnessnes) wrote in snapthread,

Some indication would’ve been fairer, perhaps just saying something, anything to him that- she needed to talk, but on her terms. Leia knew that much - but she’d known he’d just have followed it up immediately, then and there, that if she had something to say, she doubted he’d take giving her space. They had gotten, after all so remarkably close, and it had felt good, and in most ways right, even if Leia was still getting used to letting go, things she was likely to never seen again, and their homeworld. But that was all useless to contemplate, how she might better have handled it or not. This is where they were now, and it was back on unsteady ground.

Leia had supposed something this vast would have out of the way areas, some might have gardens, or even parks within them - it was big enough to be closer to a miniature space station than any mall the Earth buildings had contained. Either way, there was usually somewhere comfortable and away from the bustle of the main areas they could go - and Leia, in a manner of relenting had suggested it, to perhaps get the ball rolling, and Galen as usual had taken it as he pleased. She wouldn’t be man-handled practically into a cupboard to start talking, resenting being pushed through - at least she didn’t want that - she had grown used to his nature in time, but she wouldn’t be cornered despite her poor choices.

Leia wasn’t quite angry, but the way she gazed back didn’t seem pleased, either once they were shut in. “This isn’t what I meant.” She snapped, giving nothing else. Clueless, or literal, or whatever it was that guided him, she knew he had the ability to tap into better sensibilities too, that on some level, he could tell something was churning. This wasn’t one of those moments, and if she was going to talk, it didn’t look like it would be in here.