He's working with me in the Alliance, Mother. One of our very best pilots.

[Leia offers the information as Breha clasps Han's hand. She's a small woman herself, if taller than Leia by a few inches, but she exudes the sort of grace and elegance Leia's spent a lifetime trying to match. Everything about her mother's manner always seemed--seems, for now--so natural, so easily done.

It's Breha who speaks next, and it's to Han. If she approves or disapproves of him, it's not clear to Leia; mostly likely, she's still deciding what she thinks.]

I hope you plan to join us for dinner--I'd be happy to have another place set for you. It isn't often my daughter brings friends home with her when she visits