"Mm. I meant today, but I don't know what I would have done if you'd kissed me back then." He can see the flash of memory, the thought accompanying it, and truly his eyes had been on her just as much as hers had been on him. His largest concern had been getting her out of their mess alive. Contrary to what she had thought back then, he couldn't have avoided bringing her to Snoke. Snoke would have sensed her and would have sensed his deception if he hadn't shackled her and brought her to him.

His thoughts are a bit of a whirlwind, seeing specific memories, moments he could have given in and kissed her if he hadn't been so kriffing oblivious up until she'd shut the Falcon's door in his face. She had always captured his attention, long before that and long before now. Ever since he'd met her, his attention had been on her.

"It would have been incredibly distracting." He mumbles as he kisses along her jaw, his hands tracing their way up her rib cage towards her breasts. She was beautiful, whether she was sitting with him in this tub or reaching out to him across the fire in her hut. He was captivated.