[ He smirks. Sly dog, indeed. He's no prude, although it behooves him to act like one. Accuse him otherwise and see him deny it for the sake of his image. ]

For some, I suppose.

[ One more drink, he thinks, with a short story for Han. ]

In the end, it didn't matter that I stayed with the Order. The attachment was set, and ultimately she paid for my heedless abandon with her life.

[ The guilt is plain, even as the woman he speaks of lives and breathes on this very ship. ]

When it's suggested that attachment leads to suffering, it can very much mean many more things for many more people than one could ever expect. It's ripple is far reaching, and unpredictable after a point.

I wish I could claim to have learned that lesson well, but...

[ Here he is, as attached as ever. Perhaps moreso. ]