Strange alien is right. Maz is so old and so unique, that Han often wonders when he's looking at her, if she's the last of her kind. All the worlds that he's been too, all the dives full of sentients from around the vast expanse of known space - he's never seen another like this one.
Glancing back to Ben, Han beings the introduction part.
"This is Maz Kanata. She's a family friend."
Han's hazel eyes flick back to the force sensitive elder. "Maz this is ..."
That's when the alien shushes him. As if Han, even with the ache of age in his bones and the full head of white hair, ought to be handled like a toddler. From just about anyone else, the Corellian would felt that contrarian fire in him. That drive that he has to not do what people insists that he should still burns within him. Sometimes hotly.
But something about Maz always puts on better behavior than normal and he simply rolls his eyes. He even stays quiet.
"I know who this is."
Then she starts approaching Ben. Getting real close, which, the younger Solo had always taken so well. "Let me look into your eyes, child."
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Date: 2016-10-24 03:05 pm (UTC)Glancing back to Ben, Han beings the introduction part.
"This is Maz Kanata. She's a family friend."
Han's hazel eyes flick back to the force sensitive elder. "Maz this is ..."
That's when the alien shushes him. As if Han, even with the ache of age in his bones and the full head of white hair, ought to be handled like a toddler. From just about anyone else, the Corellian would felt that contrarian fire in him. That drive that he has to not do what people insists that he should still burns within him. Sometimes hotly.
But something about Maz always puts on better behavior than normal and he simply rolls his eyes. He even stays quiet.
"I know who this is."
Then she starts approaching Ben. Getting real close, which, the younger Solo had always taken so well. "Let me look into your eyes, child."