[There's not a sliver of a doubt in his mind that his son can handle himself-- he's certain enough to feel terrible about it, frankly. Han has taken his share of lives in the heat of battle but at least he has some sense of mercy.]
Han,
[he answers, a little distractedly. You can't trust a woman who won't argue with you, can you?
But she's still letting him take the lead, so he ducks down another corridor-- one which, with any luck, will take them back toward the docked transporters, if they're still here.]
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Han,
[he answers, a little distractedly. You can't trust a woman who won't argue with you, can you?
But she's still letting him take the lead, so he ducks down another corridor-- one which, with any luck, will take them back toward the docked transporters, if they're still here.]