*Samus takes Han in at a glance, too: scruffy, lightly armed, carries himself with a bit of a slouch--she estimates him to be a decent shot and a middling hand-to-hand fighter, based on what she sees. By the name, he probably has a ship; by the attire, he's probably freelance. Lightly-armed freelancer with his own ship, he either runs a freighter, takes petty charter jobs, or hunts bounties. She accords him a nod of greeting, and flashes a smile to Verity--in part because she's a friend, and in part, well, cutting in line is always nice.*
An order of grillons cabine would be nice. So what brings you to the Nexus, Captain?
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*Samus takes Han in at a glance, too: scruffy, lightly armed, carries himself with a bit of a slouch--she estimates him to be a decent shot and a middling hand-to-hand fighter, based on what she sees. By the name, he probably has a ship; by the attire, he's probably freelance. Lightly-armed freelancer with his own ship, he either runs a freighter, takes petty charter jobs, or hunts bounties. She accords him a nod of greeting, and flashes a smile to Verity--in part because she's a friend, and in part, well, cutting in line is always nice.*
An order of grillons cabine would be nice. So what brings you to the Nexus, Captain?