Excellent. Leia clearly seemed pleased he was on board, nodding. "Alright, so how are we going to go about this?" She wondered quietly, still casting glaces about, she was less nervous about staying on guard at this point, more curious to find something that might meet their needs, and appearing casual. "First we’ve got to find something suitable. Property of the Empire, obviously." Perhaps she was almost a little too at ease with Poe, given they’d only recently met. But she couldn’t help it, he was the spitting image of Kes and she’d been so fond of both his parents; he was a connection to them, the friends she’d left behind.
As they walked together through the street, her gaze continued to shift, still looking for something. "And we’ll need a diversion, I suppose-" She smiled warmly to him as another thought occurred. “I’m sure I can trust you to make the getaway, right? Your mother’s skill is one of the reasons I’m still alive." The way Shara had spoken, she’d had every hope her son would love to fly, so, intrinsically, Leia trusted to Poe to fly whatever kind of speeder they might happen upon. Leia certainly was a pilot too, she’d flown speeders, she was skilled to a degree, but not talented.
But hey, that was close to a plan right? Spot something, cause a distraction, hop on the speeder and get the kriff out of there.