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Han's kneeling on a cross-beam in what appears to be a small room full of various blinking lights, wires, and parts as he pulls Esya up into the ship from the bar. There's room enough for two, and only a slight squeeze through the innards of the ship to the deck above.
He's sure to wedge that wrench in the access hatch to the bar, just to be safe, so they can find a quick door back to the bar if they need one.
"Promise, she's a lot more spacious up top," he says, as he turns and makes his up up through the hole and onto the deck panels of one of the mostly-empty cargo holds.
He's sure to wedge that wrench in the access hatch to the bar, just to be safe, so they can find a quick door back to the bar if they need one.
"Promise, she's a lot more spacious up top," he says, as he turns and makes his up up through the hole and onto the deck panels of one of the mostly-empty cargo holds.