[ Believe it or not, the hand up her arm does help level her out. She finds a sense of calm in contact with him, as though it's sating some magnetic need that resists being put to words, and eases the tension out of her. Like all that stress that her life had been before him can melt away, reassured by the security of his proximity.
Soulmates or some shit.
Her breath grows even and calm, and her expression relaxes. In that moment, it's like she's a natural. Her eyelids flutter with movement behind them without ever opening, and then—
She can feel it. Energy. A thread that leads her to the hydrospanner, and she tugs on it. Not yanks, not bodily, but just … calls, almost. And it zips full-speed into her hand, which closes instinctually around it as her eyes open back up.
A grin spreads over her face and she looks up at Ben for approval when Han shouts — "BEN!" because he just assumes at first that it's his idiot, Force-sensitive son. ]
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Soulmates or some shit.
Her breath grows even and calm, and her expression relaxes. In that moment, it's like she's a natural. Her eyelids flutter with movement behind them without ever opening, and then—
She can feel it. Energy. A thread that leads her to the hydrospanner, and she tugs on it. Not yanks, not bodily, but just … calls, almost. And it zips full-speed into her hand, which closes instinctually around it as her eyes open back up.
A grin spreads over her face and she looks up at Ben for approval when Han shouts — "BEN!" because he just assumes at first that it's his idiot, Force-sensitive son. ]