"I do." And isn't that a damn shame? You might even believe the rueful tone, if not for the lopsided grin that accompanies it. If she doesn't need the false confidence in that bottle that's all the better. It'll wait.

He has to twist a bit to be able to set it on the floor, far enough aside that it won't get kicked if one of them steps off the bunk, and while he's stretched out she does that. It shouldn't surprise him; after all, when she sets her mind to something Leia is fearless. Shifting luxuriously beneath her touch he pulls himself back upright, leaning forward to bump his nose against hers before reaching for the hem of her shirt.