"Out here," she says, drawing him away from the Ewoks' settlement until there's more shadow than light. With the starlight above their heads, it's not impossible to navigate, and there's little to fear out in the quiet darkness.
Little around them, at least. The only things worth worrying about are truths less tangible than anything they might find on Endor.
Finally, they're in a little grove of trees that seems suitably far from the party. Leia sits down at the base of a tree, leaning back against its trunk. The moss is soft beneath her, and she can't help thinking Even if I end up sitting here alone, I'll be comfortable. Cold comfort, but she can't ask for much better at this point. Not knowing what she does.
"Come here," she murmurs, tugging his hand toward her. This whole conversation--the possibility of it, not even the words they've started to share--already feels like an ending. One last lingering embrace, and then she can say it.
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Little around them, at least. The only things worth worrying about are truths less tangible than anything they might find on Endor.
Finally, they're in a little grove of trees that seems suitably far from the party. Leia sits down at the base of a tree, leaning back against its trunk. The moss is soft beneath her, and she can't help thinking Even if I end up sitting here alone, I'll be comfortable. Cold comfort, but she can't ask for much better at this point. Not knowing what she does.
"Come here," she murmurs, tugging his hand toward her. This whole conversation--the possibility of it, not even the words they've started to share--already feels like an ending. One last lingering embrace, and then she can say it.