She probably catches him looking. Not for very long, a heartbeat or two, but doesn't see much point in hiding the fact that he thinks she's attractive. They were both adults. They were going back to her 'place' with a bottle. A certain amount of writing was already on the wall.

Han looks more or less the same way he always does. Handsome and a little bit rugged in the modest cargo jacket that plenty of pilots favor in his galaxy. A ghost of a smile on his lips is the most of an apology she'll get for the once over he was giving to her. He follows her up the ramp and onto the ship without hesitation.

"I gotta think for a ship this big you aren't often traveling alone."