Getting busy on top of ones own spaceship is really one of those things that should stay a fantasy anyway. Unless he somehow ended up as durable a Carol is ... then it wouldn’t be advisable because it’s lewd, not because he was likely to get bruised or cut on something.

The thing of it is, Captain Danvers stokes his fire in just the right way. A way that makes you need to remind yourself that certain ideas are bad ones.

“See, she promises.” Han murmurs to the brightly colored brains. “Go back to sleep for a while.”

Before there can be any bargaining for more company from the think machines Han starts to shut them back in. If he was the type of person that liked droids, he supposed he’d feel more guilty about waking them up only to shut them back in a few minutes later. Then again, who knows, maybe being able to have even a brief chat was the thrill of a droid brains life and the promise of another visit later was enough to satisfy them.

“Chewie should be back by now.” The words that finally break the short silence. “Probably loading the data onto the one right now.”

With that, Captain Solo begins to climb back down the side of the ship so they can get onboard.