[he takes the hint almost eagerly, lying down and even snuggling into her leg a bit, not that he would use that term if his life depended on it.]

Men don't just randomly burst into song, you know.

[is his immediate and gently indignant response. he's a MAN'S MAN!! no whimsical stuff will be admitted to! although he does tack on,]

Not that he's a bad singer, I mean, particularly if you have an appreciation for Wookie lore--

[good job, han. he cuts himself off, clearly feeling better enough to embarrass himself again.]