“Not Princessy, no. Sounds like you were acting like a teenager.”

It sounded like something that he could have done with Qi’ra — if they had somewhere they could have gone swimming alone together. The two of them had managed to take just about every moment they could spare with each other when Lady Proxima wasn’t occupying them with tasks.

Han takes another long sip from his glass. At sixteen he had been sleeping beside his then girlfriend every day and doing things that weren’t particularly legal at night. He wasn’t in the habit of divulging too much about himself, but the thought was suddenly crossing his mind that she may already know the things he might feel comfortable saying. Because she knew another Han Solo.

“I know this is a weird question, but I kinda wonder what you might already know about me.”