[Leia beams across their joined hands at Stan, giving him a wink, but her attention is dragged from her intended by her brother being, well. Luke. He's being Luke, and she wouldn't change that for the world.]
Slightly different ceremony, Luke.
[A laugh of disbelief, and...are her cheeks pink? Is she blushing?]
Your speech had better not make me cry. I've got enough of that going on already.
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Slightly different ceremony, Luke.
[A laugh of disbelief, and...are her cheeks pink? Is she blushing?]
Your speech had better not make me cry. I've got enough of that going on already.