Something new had been added when he had stopped kissing her, and had placed the single kiss of affection upon the center of her brow.  She had seen all that he had to show her, but in those visions she had come to a new place within her heart and mind.  While every part of her seemed to vibrate with desire; she pushed such aside for the immediate moment.  Thal-ion was surprised, but he did not rebuke her, nor was he angry with her choice.  Indeed, she had shown her reasons for doing so...shown him that she was not yet ready to commit on the level he so freely gave to her.  He understood her choice very well.  It actually had surprised him how easily he had opened up to Alethea, but there was still much to do.  Perhaps once things calmed down; such a beautiful future might be possible.  Only time, ironically, would tell.  Thus, he nodded to her silently to reassure his Jedi companion, and he offered her a smile of peace and bliss...showing her how much he had enjoyed her presence in this fashion, and still did.  Yet, he also showed her his contentment with their current level of affection being shown.<br/><br/>All of which flowed from him in the Force over to his companion, and in this he returned to simply holding her...though it was now closer and more intimate than it had previously been.  Thus was he content to be...just laying there with her...still resting before they had to deal with the troubles on Tatooine.  Even as he held her in this fashion - playing softly with her mane of hair - Thal-ion meditated within the Force which resonated so powerfully.  There was no true direction for this particular meditation, but a matter of relaxing.  He remained ever open to her as he did this - never once shying away from her presence, and never ceasing to share his warmth.  Indeed, he could not recall a time when he had ever felt so relaxed and happy.  Such was the power of her presence over him, and he found it easier to meditate on the Force than he ever had before.  Already this contact between them had somehow altered their perceptions and strengths, but the young Sentinel did not question this these changes.  He only accepted them...as a Jedi would have done...trusting in the Force that had blessed them thus far.<br/><br/>He did not have to say anything to her.  Words would have only gotten in the way of how they felt.  Instead, the young Jedi Sentinel merely remained quietly meditating with her in his arms...happy and delighted by her presence.  In his meditations - there came no visions...no glimpses of what was to come, and no troubles to worry about.  All he received was peace and wonder, and a stronger sense of his companion.  For in the Force she glowed more radiant than he ever thought possible.  He might not have had any particular desire to focus his meditations on anything, but the Force was showing him the inner light of Alethea.  Such a glimpse truly made him feel enchanted with her, and only then did he whisper against her neck with a soft caress.<br/><br/>"I will wait, Alethea," he promised her with this kiss, and these four simple words resonated in the Force like no others he had ever spoken.  With eyes closed...he held her still, and the smile did not leave his face.