Ibani laughs, "Of course," The lightsaber spirals down, turns itself off, and attaches to the belt around her waist.

Then she leans in to kiss him, warm and gentle. The whirlwind dies, but her reach with the Force holds them both suspended in the air for the moment, lowers them oh so gently to the ground.

If he decides to take that opportunity to say, stab her, well there's always a risk when you're pursuing any reward, isn't there?