zombeesknees:

of all the luke/leia hugs, this one is my favorite.

mark and carrie’s acting choices here, in this tiny moment, speak such volumes. the pressure, the weight behind the hug, the way they cling to each other in the wake of the world-shattering revelations and trauma they’ve just gone through. he’s half-falling over – they teeter slightly as they try to find their footing together. the relief, the tangible love, the way he rubs his fingers over her back to reassure her; the way she keeps adjusting her grip, as if to prove to herself that he’s real, he’s safe, she hasn’t lost him like she’s just lost han.

I JUST HAVE A LOT OF SKYWALKER FEELS, OKAY?