[Leia remains oblivious to the mixed signals she's giving, but she can tell that he's serious. She already gave up the one chance she had, just now, to leave, so here she is, feet grounded like cement.
She could still run . . . but as far as mistakes go, it'd probably be pretty high up there. Instead, she averts her eyes, still hesitating.]
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She could still run . . . but as far as mistakes go, it'd probably be pretty high up there. Instead, she averts her eyes, still hesitating.]
They're just ideas. Really just one.
Like... maybe you like me.