Things happen. Items get broken, people get a bit upset about it all, and yes, sometimes injuries even occur, but usually, things get calmer rather than more more heated ... except for maybe the time she'd gotten up close and personal with that heavy crate.
So, she's not surprised in the slightest to hear Chewie's heavy footsteps behind her, well aware that he'd be curious or concerned or maybe both, slightly comforted by the way he hurried to Han's side. So if she couldn't stay, at least he'd be taken care of.
She's also comforted somewhat to hear that the wound wasn't worse than she was imagining it to be when she'd thoughtlessly jumped out of her bunk and ran to check on him. And although she's still nervously on edge, she can't help her stilted, soft laughter at the way Chewie chides Han.
It fades, though, and she's quiet again, barely huffing out a breath even as he nudges her forward. This time, she'll stay, if that's what Han wants. This time, she won't try to hide herself away.
"How can I help?", she asks, her voice soft, a bit shaky, scared.
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Date: 2016-09-04 10:52 pm (UTC)So, she's not surprised in the slightest to hear Chewie's heavy footsteps behind her, well aware that he'd be curious or concerned or maybe both, slightly comforted by the way he hurried to Han's side. So if she couldn't stay, at least he'd be taken care of.
She's also comforted somewhat to hear that the wound wasn't worse than she was imagining it to be when she'd thoughtlessly jumped out of her bunk and ran to check on him. And although she's still nervously on edge, she can't help her stilted, soft laughter at the way Chewie chides Han.
It fades, though, and she's quiet again, barely huffing out a breath even as he nudges her forward. This time, she'll stay, if that's what Han wants. This time, she won't try to hide herself away.
"How can I help?", she asks, her voice soft, a bit shaky, scared.