Meanwhile Han was happy to get off his homeworld, and hasn't had too many reasons to go back. Home for him is probably his ship, or of late, a series of Rebel bases. Some people settle, others can't be happy if they're not on the move.

"You don't say." The revelation makes him grin. "Small galaxy." Except of course it isn't, judging from the view. And it's not even the right galaxy.

Frankly, he feels a little better to think they've got a Corellian working on the engines, simply because Corellians build excellent ships.

"How long have you been here?"