There was a half-smile of sorts, as Galen only stood by the fact she knew better than to argue against something he was so resolute in. She'd given in to it, or accepted his words, but the unease within her said she wasn't completely settled with it, or entirely fine with what he proposed they do. Leia could only hope they had the Force on their side, she hadn't thought about the possibility of being able to use it as a measure of control? How? She'd have to leave that up to him.
Quite rightly, they had previously discussed his ability to combine her on matters, and there wasn't a protest from Leia as he drew her close, and met her lips - with a kiss she hadn't felt the likes of since their little vacation, which now felt an age ago, given the distance she had put between them. Sighing as she leaned into it, her arms sliding about him before she gently drew back, without compromising their closeness.
"I was just afraid you'd be every bit as determined as you are being now-" Leia sighed, this was entirely more preferable than the self-imposed isolation she'd made an attempt to adhere to. "-and that I'd hurt you, because of it." She hadn't entirely let her fear go and she wouldn't until a full moon passed, with him, alive and unharmed. "This is dangerous. But-" She shook her head in a resignation, it was decided. "I know- I know."
There was no question, no convincing him otherwise. If nothing else, it was a relief she didn't expect, as concerned as she still was. "Shall we make an effort to salvage this expedition?" She asked, with a motion behind him to the door.