Han blinks for a second, but he recovers admirably, shrugging a little and stepping inside. Only when the door shuts behind him does he remember that, oh, yeah, he left the bucket of fried deliciousness in the backseat. Inside the car. Which is all the way out in the cold, and Han's here with his jacket and also Leia is here and. Y'know. He doesn't want to leave.
He's already taken his jacket off and hung it up on a coat rack. He eyes it once more, as if considering whether it's worth it to head out to the car just to fetch the bucket.]
Yeah, would I kid about the cold? [He rubs his hands together, to try and get some warmth back into them. He won't admit this unless pressed, not ever, but the winter chill prickling up the back of his neck feels far too much like—
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Han blinks for a second, but he recovers admirably, shrugging a little and stepping inside. Only when the door shuts behind him does he remember that, oh, yeah, he left the bucket of fried deliciousness in the backseat. Inside the car. Which is all the way out in the cold, and Han's here with his jacket and also Leia is here and. Y'know. He doesn't want to leave.
He's already taken his jacket off and hung it up on a coat rack. He eyes it once more, as if considering whether it's worth it to head out to the car just to fetch the bucket.]
Yeah, would I kid about the cold? [He rubs his hands together, to try and get some warmth back into them. He won't admit this unless pressed, not ever, but the winter chill prickling up the back of his neck feels far too much like—
He shivers, involuntarily.]
There any caf here?