[He scoffs, taking mock offense to the unreliable statement. Once Leia relinquishes the ring, he turns it over with his other hand to pinch between his thumb and index finger, then reaches out to hold her hand.]
Don't worry. I'm good with my hands.
[She doesn't know how well he can throw cards. Wait till she sees it one day, he muses.
With that said and done, he slides the ring onto Leia's left ring finger. There's the most sensible choice, or so he thinks.]
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Don't worry. I'm good with my hands.
[She doesn't know how well he can throw cards. Wait till she sees it one day, he muses.
With that said and done, he slides the ring onto Leia's left ring finger. There's the most sensible choice, or so he thinks.]