Leia hasn't made up her mind as to whether she's going to let him completely unravel her braids or not, but for the moment, she's content to let him continue. And it's actually rather soothing to have fingers other than her own combing through her hair for a change. She'd have her eyes closed in quiet enjoyment if it weren't for what he said next.

That got her attention.

"I--" She wrings her hands together in her lap, but doesn't turn to face him again. "Force, I must have been young. I stopped participating in those as I got older."