[Stan's only briefly met Leia's brother before just this moment. But hearing about him from Leia, being able to tell how much she loves him just from the way she spoke about him, it feels almost like he knows him just from that. Watching their teasing rapport puts a fond, if sad, look on his face. Twins will be twins will be twins. He doesn't glance behind him at Ford, but he knows he's there without having to see him.
Guess he's gonna have to get used to that feeling.]
I'd be willing to skip to kissing the bride, but I'd bet there's gonna be some objections to that.
[He quips, squeezing Leia's small hands lightly in his big old boxer's paws.]
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Guess he's gonna have to get used to that feeling.]
I'd be willing to skip to kissing the bride, but I'd bet there's gonna be some objections to that.
[He quips, squeezing Leia's small hands lightly in his big old boxer's paws.]