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“That may have to do with the fact that I am happy,” I smile. “Happier than I’ve been in… well, long before I was captured.”

“I’m happy too,” I tell him. “Even if there is a walking carpet in my bed…”

"If it makes you feel better, he keeps his hands to himself and he almost never sheds..."

I burst out laughing, deciding then and there that his sense of humor is one of my favorite things about him. I wrap my arms around his waist, looking up at him. “Do you keep your hands to yourself?”

“That depends on whether you want me to or not,” I say, seriously, because I want her to know I’m not any kind of predator.

“I want to fall asleep while you hold me,” I say, burrowing against him.

“Then we better find a bed that’s not a bench and doesn’t have a Wookiee in it,” I muse, holding her close.

“Come on then,” I say, grabbing his hand and lacing my fingers through his as I pull him towards an empty cabin.

I’m practically giddy as I follow, surprised at this turn of events.

“We’re going to sleep, you nerfherder,” I stress to him, even if I’m fighting back my own giddy smile.

“With the prettiest girl in the galaxy, I call that a win,” I say.

I laugh, stretching up to ruffle his hair before I give him a soft kiss. “Let’s go to bed?”

“As you wish,” I say, kissing her back.

I tug off my boots and curl up with him under the blanket, tucking my head underneath his chin with a soft sigh.

I kiss the top of her head, holding her close and wondering how this all happened so fast but not regretting it for a second.

I fall asleep, quickly and easily despite the fact that I’m in the arms of someone who’s practically a stranger, feeling safe and secure in his arms.

I stay awake, too in awe that this is happening and that a beautiful princess has chosen me for comfort.

I have no idea how long I sleep for, but I when I start to wake up I’m warm and comfortable, and I let myself drift in and out of sleep.

I kiss the top to her head when I feel her rouse, grateful she got a night’s sleep after being cold and alone on the bench.

“Mmm, you’re still here…” I mumble sleepily. “Did you sleep at all?”

“I got a few solid minutes,” I smile, unfazed.

“You need to rest!” I scold him, though it’s not with any real malice. I just whim to take care of himself.

“I was more concerned with you catching up on sleep, Leia,” I tell her.

“Well, I definitely got sleep, so thank you,” I say with a shy smile. “I just hope I didn’t snore…”

I laugh at that, shaking my head. “Okay, maybe a little heavy breathing.”