[she's quick to scoot back and into a much less perilous seat on the couch once he twists up. As soon as she's settled, she pushes gently on his shoulders, hoping he'll take the hint and lie back down if he wants.
She does feel bad about just how much Han misses Chewie, but she can't help the obviously amused smile spreading on her face at the very idea of Chewie singing. It's not hard to imagine why most places wouldn't exactly approve of that sort of music. ]
I didn't know he liked to sing. Did he do that often when it was just the two of you flying together?
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She does feel bad about just how much Han misses Chewie, but she can't help the obviously amused smile spreading on her face at the very idea of Chewie singing. It's not hard to imagine why most places wouldn't exactly approve of that sort of music. ]
I didn't know he liked to sing. Did he do that often when it was just the two of you flying together?