And Han, lacking even the most basic of understanding of how things go on earth, presumes that Harrison belongs to Carol. That she’s obviously some kind of runaway success story because all the things she has are new and she doesn’t seem especially concerned about money. That she can devote her time and energy to helping other people and she doesn’t have any worries of her own.

He’s jealous.

Though, at some point, he’s bound to understand that Captain Marvel doesn’t have everything figured out and her life is far from perfect.

“She is.” He murmurs with a faint nod of his head and a bare smile. “And Bria is my first. By the time I have the next one, I’ll know what not to do. What changes to make early on. That kind of thing.”