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[rebel_falcon]

There's a slight sense of something growing near on the ship once they disembark off the Falcon, into the hangar bay. It hasn't been long at all since she was last here, but the war is getting closer

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[aimedforthemoon]

A soft smile.

"Oke."

And, yes, this is awkward, due to the difference in their heights, and she has to stand on her tiptoes and clench his shirt for the balance, but she kisses him back.

[rebel_falcon]

He returns it, ignoring the tension already in his shoulders from that damn cramped cockpit.

"You know," another pause. "If we are gonna do this more often I am going to have to find a box for you to stand on."

A smirk tugs at his lips.

"Or I could help you out of that flight suit."

[aimedforthemoon]

"Helping me out of this would be slightly less humiliating." Thoughtfully, "Milliways?"

[rebel_falcon]

"Less chance of us getting interrupted."

Han steps away and then finishes tossing the flightsuit over the end of his bed, and grabs the gunbelt and slings it over his shoulder as he runs a hand through his hair.

He hits a panel for the closet and stares at the interior of the bar.

"Well then."

[aimedforthemoon]

She grins at him.

" Come with me."