[a convoluted sentence, yes, but Leia fully understands what he means. And rather than saying she agrees (because both Han and Luke were the best things that could've happened after the Death Star, and she needed the both of them in her life after that), Leia places a light, affectionate kiss on his cheek. She figures that says everything she wants or needs to say on the matter.]

We almost met three years before all that. If someone hadn't taken off before I could reach his sufficiently scruffy-looking ship, I wonder what would've happened.