[Leia eyes widen, looking at the hand wrapped around her wrist before she's pulled along. She gasps, but otherwise doesn't resist much; and when he offers her the plate, she'll take it, still a little dumbfounded.
. . . Then she cracks a smile, finally opening the cover on the cake.]
Then if I wake up, I'll know exactly who to come after.
[She'll be mad! She playfully balls her free hand into a fist to emphasize the point.
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[Leia eyes widen, looking at the hand wrapped around her wrist before she's pulled along. She gasps, but otherwise doesn't resist much; and when he offers her the plate, she'll take it, still a little dumbfounded.
. . . Then she cracks a smile, finally opening the cover on the cake.]
Then if I wake up, I'll know exactly who to come after.
[She'll be mad! She playfully balls her free hand into a fist to emphasize the point.
. . . She'd be sad, too.]