"Nothing for it but practice."

Han settles back on his rock, letting his gaze roam. He still can't quite trust this place; being off the ship makes him uneasy, knowing how many people must be on their tail. But they've got bigger plans than this, he'd better get used to letting his charges out of sight now and then.

When she mentions that last bit he looks sharply back at her, though he doesn't look angry. Just intent, the way he habitually has been.

"He should be practicing himself," he murmurs.