"Han!" She'd know that scruffy hair anywhere. Leia leapt off the fountain's edge and ran, pushing through the people blocking the way, until she finally reached him. She didn't bother with greetings, or getting somewhere more private; she honestly didn't care. She launched herself at him and dragged his mouth to hers, wrapping her arms around his neck. There were a few catcalls from passers-by, and she couldn't care less about those either.
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