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[She isn't acting like an affection zombie, but there's no way she wouldn't return Han's embrace, especially as relieved and emotional as he's being. Her arms go around him, and she nuzzles her cheek against his.]

I'm sorry I worried you.

Not your fault, is it?

[he says it in a near-murmur, like it's aimed more at himself than her.]

Just...tell me if you start to feel funny. Right away, alright?

You don't have to ask twice. If I notice anything odd, you'll be the first to know.

[Not that she's sure she'd notice anything off, given she didn't earlier. But this time, perhaps, now that she's aware of it, she'll be able to catch that behavior more quickly and put a stop to it.]

Are you planning on going back to the Hawk?

[he draws back from the hug at last, just in time for her to catch the hurt look on his face. an unfortunate coincidence, as if he realized he was making that kind of face he'd probably prefer her not to see it.]

Do you want me to?

[he sounds unhappy about that possibility, too. he came home early to spend time with her, it would be pretty demoralizing for her to shoo him back to work.]

[even if she didn't intend to ask him to leave--or even want him to, really--she feels a bit bad upon seeing the hurt expression on his face. She isn't sure how he'll take the gesture, given how uncertain he looked at her reaching for physical contact before, but Leia reaches up to brush his hair back, a fond sort of smile on her face.]

I was hoping you wouldn't. You're already here, so there's no point in making the trip back.

[not just because she does like spending time with him, but also because of something happens and she starts acting strange again, having Han here to help would be a relief.]

[he watches her cautiously, but doesn't move away and even relaxes a bit as she messes with his hair. it's not that he doesn't want her to touch him, it's that he's wary of it being a trigger to whatever was affecting her before.]

Oh. [and with that explanation, the hurt fades from his expression, leaving a slightly guarded but otherwise relaxed expression in its place.] Right, yeah. It's been a while since we had a day together, anyway.

[a couple weeks since he had a dedicated day off, which isn't too bad but also isn't ideal. stupid thieves and their stupid hassling his ship every time he turns his head for five seconds.]

[she frowns just so slightly at his guarded expression. Because she's fine--or she thinks she's fine, anyway, not that she thinks she'd notice if she were still behaving the way Han said she was before--and she doesn't want Han acting like this every time she tries to touch him from now on.]

I'm not going to freeze, Han.

[well. She can't promise that but she can still bluff and be reasonably confident in her response.]

And if something does happen, I trust you.

I don't even know what I did.

[he says a touch fussily. her reaction seemed to change a little after he rejected her affections so that might have been it? but she snapped out of it after he explained about their life back home real slowly, so maybe that was it too?? he hates this uncertain crap.]

Do you remember what we were talking about at all? Before, uh, you felt better.

I don't. It's still not clear.

[eventually, she's sure, it might come back. But for now any attempt to think back on the past day or so only brings up fuzzy bits of memories and feelings that just seem off. And if those memories didn't come back, well, from how he's described them, she's not so sure she'd mind.]

What were we talking about?

Us. Our life back home.

[he takes on a resolved expression as he comes to a decision.]

An' I think it helped, so maybe I should tell you again. You know, just in case.

[only in more detail and with less panic, hopefully.]

I'd like that. It's not fair that I can't remember what you already told me.

[because whether or not she needs it to avoid becoming an affection zombie again, she wants to know anyway.]

[he takes her hand and tugs on it gently, doing his best not to show any hesitation.]

Not fair?

[that almost feels worth teasing her over--sure, she asked him a lot of questions when he first got back, but he didn't realize she was that eager for information about their life back home--but instead he just sits on the sofa, encouraging her with another tug to sit beside him.]

I guess in that case I'd better start from the beginning, huh?

[she allows Han to tug her over to the couch, and takes a seat beside him, folding her legs up underneath her as she sits. If there was any hesitation in his tugging, this time, at least, it escapes her notice.]

If you're feeling considerate, the beginning would be best.

[and he better be considerate and share all the details she wants to hear.]

[he keeps hold of her hand, feeling reassured by the way she curls up next to him but not on top of him.]

Okay, let's see. For starters, we got our own place on Chandrila. [this information hardly seemed to phase her last time, so he decides to add in some details.] It's real fancy, it's got, uh, bedrooms and bathrooms with real runnin' water, and of course there's a nursery for Ben.

Chandrila? Is that the capital now?

[it's the obvious explanation. Even knowing Mon Mothma is from Chandrila, if it weren't the capital, there wouldn't be much reason for Leia to stay there permanently. Not that she knows where else they would go, that is.]

How many bedrooms does it have?

How'd you guess?

[he teases her, finally seeming to relax properly as he gets into his story-telling mode.]

Uh, only two bedrooms. That ain't bad for a house, though, right?

[she rolls her eyes at his teasing, leaning against the back of the sofa as he continues his storytime.]

No, it's a perfect size. As long as we have room for whenever Luke or Chewie visit, that's all we really need.

[he nods, apparently satisfied enough with that response.]

You got a cushy office in the capitol building, too. Overlooks the Silver Sea and everything.

[their house is what she wants to hear more about, but hearing a bit about her new working conditions is also nice. Even nicer that it's more spacious and less crowded sounding than anywhere on any of the bases they had been on.]

An office with an actual window.

[well okay that part she can't resist sort of teasing about.]

And the view sounds much nicer than any on Coruscant.

It's a little ostentatious if you ask me. But it's about time you get a nice big space to work in, yeah?

[hey, he wants her to want to go back home, and the view from her office is pretty awesome.]

It'll be a nice change. Perhaps I'll even get to sit down while I work in this office.

[which is both half a joke and half truth. No running around and multitasking to take care of 50 things on base at once. ...though she probably still multitasks.]

Is our home far from the city center?

[he refrains from commenting that she better have been sitting down to work in that office, particularly while pregnant, because he might have to explain why he doesn't know she did and he'd rather not get a bunch of crap from her over that twice.]

Nah, Hanna City's not that big. It ain't a hassle to get around.

[a smart subject to avoid, given that she's sure Han spent a good part of his time visiting her office regularly to fuss over her during that time. Her ability to work while pregnant isn't one she wants to argue about before it's even a thing for her, either.

She's been to Hanna City before, years and years ago, and was familiar with what it looked like back when she was younger. Knowing that it hasn't changed into some huge sprawling city is a relief, in a way, and she doesn't look bothered at all by their house not being near the city center.]

It's never pleasant living in the city, either. It's more comfortable to live outside of it.

You seem to like it well enough.

[han doesn't have much preference either way. if home isn't going to be the falcon, it'll be wherever leia and ben are.]

And if it pleases your royal sensibilities, who am I to complain?

[it isn't what she'd prefer if they could live anywhere at all, but given the circumstances, it's perfect. Han and Ben are there, and that's all she really needs. So, she rolls her eyes at his teasing, nudging him lightly with her knee.]

Contrary to what you might think, living in more seemingly luxurious places isn't all it's made up to be. Our house sounds perfect.

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