Natasha more than does in a pinch, but he'd prefer that she'd have a whole different function altogether than the ones he tends to keep in mind for Chewbacca. Even with his head feeling all scrambled the way that it does right now, he must know that he must come off ... weak to her.
It was a sad day for Han's ego when he realized that the Black Widow was surrounded by men who compared closer to gods than to someone like him.
For a minute he's trying to spit something to acknowledge that very point, but he struggling with the words. He blames it on his head feeling like jelly, but it's something he probably would have a hard time saying no matter how well he thought it over. After a moment he just kinda sighs and gives up.
"Suppose I can count myself lucky tonight." He murmurs. "Is there a finder's fee for your good deed? There's a lot of money in that cube. ... I think."
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It was a sad day for Han's ego when he realized that the Black Widow was surrounded by men who compared closer to gods than to someone like him.
For a minute he's trying to spit something to acknowledge that very point, but he struggling with the words. He blames it on his head feeling like jelly, but it's something he probably would have a hard time saying no matter how well he thought it over. After a moment he just kinda sighs and gives up.
"Suppose I can count myself lucky tonight." He murmurs. "Is there a finder's fee for your good deed? There's a lot of money in that cube. ... I think."