To be fair, you can't blame the kid for not connecting a punch when the opponent was dropped during the wind-up. Han, rarely interested in keeping the emotions off of his face unless he was sitting at a sabacc table, doesn't appear all that persuaded by his son's look.

Captain Solo takes a few steps toward his son and offers him a hand. He probably could stand on his own, but no sense in trying to find out that he might be wrong.

"That's something you probably should work on then, since most of the galaxy ain't all that fond of you."