[The guy talking to his animal friend probably wouldn't catch his attention, except that the animal moves while Han is inspecting a display of belts-- they're all decorative and useless, though, not his kinda thing, no match for his well-worn belt and holster-- and he nearly trips over it.]
Whoa, buddy, wait your turn,
[he mutters, righting himself, more flustered than annoyed because he oughta be paying more attention.
Someone was talking to it, right? You can't always tell what is or isn't sentient, but this animal looks like an animal, talking notwithstanding. Maybe it speaks Shyriiwook. He glances around until his gaze falls on the man.]
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Whoa, buddy, wait your turn,
[he mutters, righting himself, more flustered than annoyed because he oughta be paying more attention.
Someone was talking to it, right? You can't always tell what is or isn't sentient, but this animal looks like an animal, talking notwithstanding. Maybe it speaks Shyriiwook. He glances around until his gaze falls on the man.]
Friend of yours?