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Aren't you a little short for a princess?
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Kiss!

"Hey yourself. It's nice to see you again."

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She laughs. "It is. We should hang out more often."

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"If only you weren't so busy with Senate work."

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"But I like the Senate work," she says with a laugh.

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"Good, 'cause you do a lot of it."

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"It'll probably be more interesting once I'm on the higher level stuff, too..."

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"Maybe I should wrangle myself a position on some committee."

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"You wanna be my coworker, too?"

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"More time with you wouldn't be a bad thing."

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"I'd like it - so long as you don't distract me when I'm working."

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"A distraction? Me? I would never."

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"Uh huh."

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"You sound like you don't believe me, princess."

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"Well, you're already pretty distracting..."

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"I'll take that as a compliment."

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"It is." Kiss!

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Kiss!

Then off to her place.

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Vader is sitting in Dalia's living room, a pad propped up before her. (She's not doing work, not with Leia coming over, but - Dalia's mom reads a lot of stuff even outside of her massive load of paperwork and reports from her position in the Empire.)

She doesn't stand to greet Leia, but does nod to her, movement somewhat stiff. "Princess Organa."

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"Vader."

...That might have sounded unfriendly. Moreso than Leia wanted to sound.

Then: "You can call me Leia." She smiles a little. "Since I'm dating your daughter."

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She pauses for a long, uncomfortable moment. (Her emotions are usually extremely muted, even to Dalia - but right now, Dalia can pretty clearly pick up on an ache in her mom's heart, almost but not quite grief.)

"You are," she says. "Leia."

(There's a flicker of want from her, flaring brightly before it's buried. (Vader doesn't often want things. The only time Dalia's felt anything similar was tied to her mom's fear of the Emperor, of the idea of Dalia trusting her.))

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...Huh.

Wonder what's, uh. Up. With that.

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...She glances away. 

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"Thank you," she says, like absolutely nothing weird is going on, and takes a seat on one of the couches with a glance at Dalia.

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"So, uh. We just kinda... do whatever, if you have any Senate work you need to catch up on or whatever."

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"That's basically always," she says, then pats the seat next to her.

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