Leia/Crichton
“Me either-” Leia agreed after a moments thought, front what she’d learned thus far. “There are so many species known in our galaxy from humanoid or not even close to it. Most have planets of origin- and have clear adaptations for that very reason.” “Technology-wise, there are certainly similarities.” And she’d looked for those purposely. “Not to the point of space travel being nearly as common as it is- for you or I, let alone lightspeed technology.”
Leia wasn’t surprised, though she was impressed that he'd figured that particular detail rather quickly. Then again, the way Leia generally held herself, and the care she took into her appearance were giveaways she was raised with a certain ethic toward these things - though her expression flattened rather quickly. “You’ve absolutely nothing to be worried about.” She was quick to shoot back, there was a touch of iciness in her voice, but there was a sort of amusement too; after all it was easy enough to recognise that awkwardness she sometimes felt, too.
“So you’re a time-traveller as well?” Really, if he'd actually properly bothered her, the conversation probably would've ended.