Han himself had no idea what Snoke was actually capable of. Only heard Leia mention the name to him once, before he headed off to Starkiller base, but he just had the feeling that no ... changing a few of his son's more distinguishing features wasn't going to keep him safe from that man. Sentient. Being. Whatever he was ...

"Sometimes one. Sometimes the other." He says with an almost flippant shrug. "Depends on the day and how bad it's going."

There's an eyeroll at the kid's response to drinking that he probably won't see while walking seems like a huge challenge. "I don't think I fared too much better when I had my first drink, either."