Music, food and cake, huh? That's a lot of 'to do' made about something he's never really celebrated before. To tell the truth, in the last few years he'd sort of stopped paying attention to the day entirely. (It's in the sixth month, right? Or was it the fifth? He has it on a data pad somewhere ...) Occasions Han celebrated were more in the spirit of significant one time events such as paying off a loan or making a particularly fast run in his ship. And usually the extent of it was drink till you didn't want to anymore and sleep for a long time the next day
"That's true." A ray of sunshine, this one. "I think I'm free for that."
There was something nice about the idea they might be close on an annual basis, though. A couple of months with someone before separate ways were went, that's how it seemed to exclusively go when Han was with somebody. Maybe they could make it a whole year. Or several. Wouldn't that be something ...
With that detail, the decision is made very easy. The ramp stays down. It's an easy thing to accommodate and between the two of them, anyone crazy enough to try to entrude is going to have their hands full with them. "Okay." He murmurs, pressing a kiss into her cheek before he starts to nudge her in the direction the next logical destination; the area where getting out of wet clothes makes the most amount of sense, the cabin. "Will you promise me you'll let me know if you start feeling bad?"
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Date: 2016-08-01 07:42 pm (UTC)"That's true." A ray of sunshine, this one. "I think I'm free for that."
There was something nice about the idea they might be close on an annual basis, though. A couple of months with someone before separate ways were went, that's how it seemed to exclusively go when Han was with somebody. Maybe they could make it a whole year. Or several. Wouldn't that be something ...
With that detail, the decision is made very easy. The ramp stays down. It's an easy thing to accommodate and between the two of them, anyone crazy enough to try to entrude is going to have their hands full with them. "Okay." He murmurs, pressing a kiss into her cheek before he starts to nudge her in the direction the next logical destination; the area where getting out of wet clothes makes the most amount of sense, the cabin. "Will you promise me you'll let me know if you start feeling bad?"