<strong>Torven</strong><br/><br/>His head gently trapped between her hands, the Human nodded.  "I'll try to remember that, Isulura," without thinking, he leaned forward and kissed her again, a soft, brief touch of their lips together.  When he pulled back, Torven thought about their situation again and realized another potential problem . . . there were still troubles among some Jedi, and the normal people, with relationships between species.  Another layer of trouble they'd have to overcome.  And he didn't even know if she'd want children sometime in the future . . . a whole new can of worms suddenly opened up.