It's been hard on him. To be stuck somewhere. He hasn't been in one place for this long since his academy days, but at least then he was learning new things and on the verge of becoming one of the most promising pilots in the Imperial Military. It was also his choice to be there.

Cliche as it is, marooning Han somewhere is like clipping the wings off a bird. Even with all the people he's met and friends he'll want to come back to ... there's something not right inside him and it's not going to be until he can come and go as he pleases.

"Yeah." He says with a nod, but he can't quite look her right in the eyes. "Nothing holds me down for too long."