( he sets his beer down on its coaster and mulls over it. honestly, it could mean a lot of things, but what he finally settles on: )

Someone who uses other people without care or regard for their safety, or compensation for their hardships or risks. The sort of people who'd let you die for a day's wages and not even give a shit what your name was as long as they got theirs.

( how many times did he risk his life, all before he was a teenager? he'd been alone on the streets most of his life. you do what you have to to survive it. it never mattered to him that he didn't like who he became until leia. han shrugs a little, though one shoulder doesn't go up as far as the other. old injuries. )

Corellia was basically a few rich, ruling families, and everybody else was a gutter rat they stepped on. Trust me, I busted out of that place as soon as I got the chance.