[Knowing what he knows, Han can think of any number of reasons Obi-Wan might want to talk to him. It's a strange position to be in. Fleetingly he wonders how he'd feel if their positions were reversed, if he was sitting across from someone some twenty years in his own future. Would he want to know?
It feels like a card game, the long, measuring moment before someone makes a decision to start laying out their hand before the values shift.]
What's on your mind?
[He relaxes noticeably. Forcibly, though it's a practiced enough move that it seems reasonably natural. Honestly, he hasn't got a clue what the Jedi wants, except maybe that it'lol be answers he's not eager to give.]
no subject
It feels like a card game, the long, measuring moment before someone makes a decision to start laying out their hand before the values shift.]
What's on your mind?
[He relaxes noticeably. Forcibly, though it's a practiced enough move that it seems reasonably natural. Honestly, he hasn't got a clue what the Jedi wants, except maybe that it'lol be answers he's not eager to give.]