The jump to hyperspace broke the initial hold. Distance would only help. But in the meantime, Ben was a quivering wreck holding onto Chewbacca's fur as he was hoisted off the floor with ease.

That was something he did remember from childhood, and it never felt more real.

The Wookie carried him to Han's bunk, putting him on the actual bed - not the cargo hold he'd practically claimed as his own. By the time Chewie returned to the cockpit to trade places with Han, Ben had calmed somewhat. At least enough to look his father in the eyes and mutter, "he's gone..."

'For now.' Went painfully unspoken.

"I'm sorry... I lost us the other ship..."