<strong>Torven</strong><br/><br/>A little surprised by the kiss, Torven didn't answer at first.  After a few heartbeats, he recovered.  "Here it is, after lessons.  I didn't plan on going off-world . . .," he knew what she meant, but all the same, he wasn't<em>that</em>bad a pilot-driver.  Starships, sure, he wasn't great, driving was a different matter, unless . . . "If you're still on about that little incident on Yavin 5 . . ."<br/><br/>His eyes followed her around, though he placed his hand over his cup at the tea offer.  He'd had enough, for now.  Looking at her, on the other hand, was a different story.