She manages to smack him pretty soundly on the wrist, but he doesn't bother to retaliate. Just past halfway through the braids, he's too busy managing the loose hair that's pooling around her on the cot, and kind of floating in some spots where it seems to fluff up against all better judgement and the known laws of gravity.
Was it like this on Endor? Kest if he can remember. Most of what happened those few days was a frantic, panicked blur that ended with a frantic giddy smudge.
"It was nice," he says, soft and low, more serious than the banter might have led to if he wasn't doing this with her hair right now. Except 'nice' is a coded word with them, isn't it? Han shakes his head and amends it, "Good, I mean. Too good for me to go back until--"
Until Luke and the old man got him involved, until it was gone.
He stops, hands still halfway through another loose patch of soft floaty hair he's trying to get to go down so it doesn't knot with the rest that's looking suspiciously like it has designs on becoming a tangled mess and blaming him.
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Date: 2015-12-23 05:26 am (UTC)Was it like this on Endor? Kest if he can remember. Most of what happened those few days was a frantic, panicked blur that ended with a frantic giddy smudge.
"It was nice," he says, soft and low, more serious than the banter might have led to if he wasn't doing this with her hair right now. Except 'nice' is a coded word with them, isn't it? Han shakes his head and amends it, "Good, I mean. Too good for me to go back until--"
Until Luke and the old man got him involved, until it was gone.
He stops, hands still halfway through another loose patch of soft floaty hair he's trying to get to go down so it doesn't knot with the rest that's looking suspiciously like it has designs on becoming a tangled mess and blaming him.