[ There are a lot of layers to this right now. A lot of layers including this being the place they first touched, them wearing Han's old clothes, it being probable that Luke is screaming "FINALLY" in relief, the night before last, and like
Everything in between and outside of that.
But rain and wind roar outside, combating the glow and heat of the fire. He feels the prickle of the Force just-- dancing around them, inviting them and enticing them and.. Just all of it. ]
Yes.
[ He is, at the very least, sober. Emotionally???? Who knows right now? But it's his choice and his alone. Looking at her now he wants her to know that.
Leaning in, his lips brush against hers. Softly. There's no rush to passion here, just a need to take back what was ripped from his hands. ]
And squeak for food constantly.
Everything in between and outside of that.
But rain and wind roar outside, combating the glow and heat of the fire. He feels the prickle of the Force just-- dancing around them, inviting them and enticing them and.. Just all of it. ]
Yes.
[ He is, at the very least, sober. Emotionally???? Who knows right now? But it's his choice and his alone. Looking at her now he wants her to know that.
Leaning in, his lips brush against hers. Softly. There's no rush to passion here, just a need to take back what was ripped from his hands. ]