They settle into a comfortable kind of quiet as she pilots them out of the planet's atmosphere and jumps them into light speed. Her gaze flits to the radar every few moments to make sure they're not being followed, because the moment someone discovers what's left of Jabba's palace, there'll be a bounty on her own head faster than the man beside her can make the Kessel run.
She glances over at him when he speaks, shrugging off the sentiment and punching in coordinates for the base Skywalker and the Princess were last holed up in.
"You're welcome," is all she says, checking the radar again before settling back in her seat.
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Date: 2017-07-19 06:44 pm (UTC)She glances over at him when he speaks, shrugging off the sentiment and punching in coordinates for the base Skywalker and the Princess were last holed up in.
"You're welcome," is all she says, checking the radar again before settling back in her seat.