Han manages to rest comfortably till the Millennium Falcon transitions from hyperspace back to real space. There is a faint chime of indicator noises to alert the pilot coming from the cockpit - when Han had owned the ship - the Falcon never made that shift very gracefully. It usually made Captain’s Solo’s stomach do sumersaults.

It makes Han start to wake up. And though he can’t see yet, he can start to see blurs of things and a bit of color.

“I think we’re here, kid.”