There's really no telling what she would have done had she stayed in place long enough to allow herself to do anything. Because got a moment there, it hadn't been his cheek she'd intended on kissing, and she isn't sure what she think did that impulse. She's certain she's glad she didn't act on it -- this marriage is one of convenience only, and she's simply lucky enough that they share friendly affection. To put any sort of pressure on Obi-Wan for something he hadn't agreed to and may not want... She'd never be able to forgive herself for it.

"Of course I don't mind." It makes sense that he would worry about intruders coming from within the house, most people would. She, however... Well, that isn't important. They had captured the assassin that same night and there's nothing more to worry about with it. So she smiles pleasantly and moves to the other side of the bed, pulling back the fresh sheets to slip between them.