"The Jedi had that wrong, didn't they? Love makes us stronger, want to fight harder for each other," it was a strange thought, but she knows it's true. Obi-Wan had never rebuked their affection for one-another, so she's sure that more than a few Jedi must have felt the same. She has felt so much stronger with him at her side than she ever did alone, though.

She smiles as he rolls them so she's on her back, him on top of her as he caresses her sides. Her desire for him is easy to rekindle, because it seems like it's always there just bubbling beneath the surface. She never knew she could want another person so much. Her own hands she slides into his still damp hair, combing through the messy strands and messing them up even more.