[It's a problem he's been devoting a lot of his attention to. The Corellian girl in the engine and that man on the junk moon had both made some implications, and though he's not committing to anything the idea is worth kicking around. At least the notion of escape is a distraction from the futility of staying.
He folds his hand over hers, palm rough and warm, and shakes his head. Nothing important.]
[Probably not, she's guessing, but she's curious nonetheless. And now that she's vented her spleen, Leia'd like to talk about something other than the death of millions.]
[Of course that's what he's been looking for. He gives her a wry smile.]
There's a Corellian working in the engine room.
[In case they haven't met, yet. It's hard to keep track of who's who on this ship. Mainly that's worth noting because it means she's probably their tech expert so far.]
She told me she was Alderaanian. [People from different planets meet, certainly, but her first inclination is to wonder if they're being played. But what would the point be?]
[Well that's a worrying inconsistency, all the more so because of who the conflicting stories were told to. She brought Corellia up, Han recalls that pretty clearly.
There are reasons, he can imagine, why one might lie. Still, he frowns at the thought.]
It was strange. [She shakes her head.] She thought Organa was an Alderaanian name, but she didn't seem sure.
[And she certainly didn't seem to recognize its significance. Leia's pretty sure it isn't pure conceit to expect the royal house of Alderaan to make an impression in others' minds.]
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He folds his hand over hers, palm rough and warm, and shakes his head. Nothing important.]
Exploring, mostly.
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[Probably not, she's guessing, but she's curious nonetheless. And now that she's vented her spleen, Leia'd like to talk about something other than the death of millions.]
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[Of course that's what he's been looking for. He gives her a wry smile.]
There's a Corellian working in the engine room.
[In case they haven't met, yet. It's hard to keep track of who's who on this ship. Mainly that's worth noting because it means she's probably their tech expert so far.]
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[Even if they aren't already acquainted, that's one more person with an interest in getting back to their galaxy. And that seems valuable.]
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A girl named Maya. I don't think she's been here that long.
[But, that's a month or so she has on them. Plus access to the engines.]
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[Leia's mouth purses.]
She told me she was Alderaanian. [People from different planets meet, certainly, but her first inclination is to wonder if they're being played. But what would the point be?]
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There are reasons, he can imagine, why one might lie. Still, he frowns at the thought.]
Did she know you?
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[And she certainly didn't seem to recognize its significance. Leia's pretty sure it isn't pure conceit to expect the royal house of Alderaan to make an impression in others' minds.]
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So maybe not someone we want to put a lot of trust in.
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[She'd rather not rule any of their potential allies out, but she's hesitant to think of Maya as anything more than potential so far.]
We'll see what the explanation is.
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Yeah.
[At least they've got each other. She's right, that's one bright point, and thinking on that he keeps rubbing her shoulder.]