"So far so good, Lady Brienne." Though the task is a little on the incomplete side. Han did all the leg work and took inventory of what needed to be brought back and forth so, he's completed two very important aspects of the job. He just hasn't finished carrying it all over yet.

Which ... Frea is content to bust his chops over, isn't she? He's getting pointed at as well as getting the smirk. For some reason, in that moment, the idea comes into his head that she would have made a good smuggler in another life. That's obviously not and never going to be her destiny, but something about the way she carries herself makes him think that she could have been. The thought makes him smile. Not to mention he finds it fetching when a woman will give him a little bit of attitude.

It goes without saying there's a fine line between the right amount and too much snark, though, right? He's been guilty of taking it too far himself.

He takes a few steps nearer to her and looks down at the Queen of May. He regards her with a look of interest, pleasure and bemusement. It's a good look, but like most of the looks he tends to offer, it's a bit of a smoldering one. "You wound me when you go implying that I'm a man that doesn't deliver what he says he will." As if he doesn't get enough of that back home.