( he's lucky, perhaps, that the server hasn't had the time to bring han's usual order over to him, because if he'd been in the midst of a drink when she posed that question he'd have choked on it. instead, his mouth tightens.
honestly, he could tell her to go to hell and feel perfectly justified. but it's a woman wearing qi'ra's face asking him a question about his greatest failing as not just a parent but as a man, and he finds the rebuke won't come. he drums his knuckles on the table in a brief tattoo instead.
it says a lot about how close she is to both rey and ben to have gotten that story, though he doesn't know which one of them it might have come from. )
Why do you want to know?
( see, the funny thing is, han doesn't trust anyone inherently. he barely knows her. he doesn't owe her the story of the darkest years of her life, especially not when she may well be gathering that information as a way to hurt ben down the line.
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honestly, he could tell her to go to hell and feel perfectly justified. but it's a woman wearing qi'ra's face asking him a question about his greatest failing as not just a parent but as a man, and he finds the rebuke won't come. he drums his knuckles on the table in a brief tattoo instead.
it says a lot about how close she is to both rey and ben to have gotten that story, though he doesn't know which one of them it might have come from. )
Why do you want to know?
( see, the funny thing is, han doesn't trust anyone inherently. he barely knows her. he doesn't owe her the story of the darkest years of her life, especially not when she may well be gathering that information as a way to hurt ben down the line.
if he comes back.
(when.) )