Taking advantage of the fact that Han is willing to pick up after you, eh Josh? He would too. Besides he has to sit here and do something. Otherwise, he'll get bored. Or he'll nit-pick about every little thing that his mechanic is doing. Neither of those outcomes would be very good for his Canadian friend.
"The guy I got it from." Han repeats with a smirk spreading over his lips. "The guy I got it from is me, because I nabbed it out of a pile of assorted junk, which was also rusted."
It's a personal philosophy of Han's to never pay for what you can take. At least at this point in his life, anyway. The fact that he's generally so broke he's just barely scraping along makes it that much easier to subscribe to that philosophy.
"Lucky I got to it when I did. I heard there are Jawa's here now." Although now he's wondering if he took it from a pile of stuff the Jawa's were collecting. He still doesn't seem like he's bothered by the thought of it.
Captain Solo leans in over Josh's shoulder and points to a metal plate inside of the engine with smaller electrical components fastened around it. "So I want you to grab a rag and some of the solvent in the white bottle by your foot and clean in here." He indicates where he wants the young man to scrub. "Especially by the screws, kid."
It's definitely not rusted out, but there's a faint residue of something left behind. Not liquid. Some kind of dirt, perhaps.
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Date: 2016-07-11 05:26 pm (UTC)"The guy I got it from." Han repeats with a smirk spreading over his lips. "The guy I got it from is me, because I nabbed it out of a pile of assorted junk, which was also rusted."
It's a personal philosophy of Han's to never pay for what you can take. At least at this point in his life, anyway. The fact that he's generally so broke he's just barely scraping along makes it that much easier to subscribe to that philosophy.
"Lucky I got to it when I did. I heard there are Jawa's here now." Although now he's wondering if he took it from a pile of stuff the Jawa's were collecting. He still doesn't seem like he's bothered by the thought of it.
Captain Solo leans in over Josh's shoulder and points to a metal plate inside of the engine with smaller electrical components fastened around it. "So I want you to grab a rag and some of the solvent in the white bottle by your foot and clean in here." He indicates where he wants the young man to scrub. "Especially by the screws, kid."
It's definitely not rusted out, but there's a faint residue of something left behind. Not liquid. Some kind of dirt, perhaps.