It's not very sleek at all, his ship. Even to people familiar with the looks of all kinds of starships and knowing that the outside isn't always indicative of the inside ... it's still often accused of being a 'piece of junk'. Tonight, it's the shelter that's going to keep the two of them out of the rain. Which, they can board as soon as he gets the ramp down. That will only take a moment and the ship is providing a good deal of protection from the weather in just standing under it.
"You should grow Vweilu nuts." He murmurs, as he stabs the entry code into a panel built on one of the legs of the ship. "They're good. Used in a lot of dishes from my world and nice to snack on by themselves."
There's no perceptible reaction for her to pick up on, in terms of her status as a spring deity. He's not really the right man to say if she's doing a good or bad job. The question about his birthday, though? That does get a reaction. Surprise or possibly even stunned.
"I don't know exactly." Han says at last. "I have an idea of when my birth was submitted to the authorities. When it would be here? I'm not even sure because our galactic year is longer in days, but fewer in months than the ones I've seen people using here."
Once the ramp is lowered, Han will start heading up it. He figures Frea will get the hint right away, but in the off chance she doesn't, he'll pull gently on her hand.
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Oh, yes. I can see that it would be. Sorry that you were made to watch it. :/
Date: 2016-07-31 03:46 am (UTC)"You should grow Vweilu nuts." He murmurs, as he stabs the entry code into a panel built on one of the legs of the ship. "They're good. Used in a lot of dishes from my world and nice to snack on by themselves."
There's no perceptible reaction for her to pick up on, in terms of her status as a spring deity. He's not really the right man to say if she's doing a good or bad job. The question about his birthday, though? That does get a reaction. Surprise or possibly even stunned.
"I don't know exactly." Han says at last. "I have an idea of when my birth was submitted to the authorities. When it would be here? I'm not even sure because our galactic year is longer in days, but fewer in months than the ones I've seen people using here."
Once the ramp is lowered, Han will start heading up it. He figures Frea will get the hint right away, but in the off chance she doesn't, he'll pull gently on her hand.