"Yes, I suppose I will. For your humility, if nothing else." She smirked. Really, tease or not - it was nice to simply be talking, even of they were dipping their toes on the edge of something she'd preferred to keep quiet.
“I think that a bit of an extreme definition.” Leia muttered, as if intimate was taking it a bit too extreme, though there was some worry in her expression. Though his words seemed harsh, her expression creased. “Sever the friendship?” She asked, looking as though she didn’t believe him. It was clear that she didn’t want that. “Why? I still care for him.” Just, not to the level he wanted, or needed or- well she wasn’t really certain how deeply he felt other than he’d kissed her and told her she needed to better embrace life in Starklandia - which meant a relationship with him?
Okay, so she wasn’t stupid. Just confused.
“We’re- just not in the same place.” Leia’s mouth was almost forming the words, right now. Or at this time. But she held that back, because she ..just didn’t know. “It’s not ..that simple. All or nothing.” Did she need to say more? Should she?
What if she felt differently with time and patience? If she was truthful, she’d asked herself that. What if, her feelings changed? What if they never did? One couldn’t really choose who their heart had settled on, and that could be said for the both of them - her heart still belonged to Han Solo, and she still missed, him and ..she still wanted to see her husband again. She wondered if there was anyone here, that might understand. Perhaps that was half the trouble.
Leia made a part snort, sound of general disbelief. “You do you?" she echoed, yes she understood it's meaning but, in what sense was he actually applying it here? She wasn't sure it Tequila was to blame either.