Resisting her charms, for whatever the reason or the circumstance, seems regrettable. Falling in love always seemed like the apt description for the way that Han does come to care about people - because he's all in when he is. No matter how much he promises himself he's not going let feelings get in the way of good sense.

One day he wakes up and it's taken him by surprise. The pilot, for whom balance should be so very important, realizes his equilibrium is off. He overcorrects sometimes.

At any rate, it's been a number of years since he'd danced with someone. The last time was with Sana Starros at a fake wedding, which, was actually among the most unpleasant he's ever had. A little further back, though, was barefooted dancing lessons on the southern continent of Corellia. He and his partner kept time by the sounds of the ocean.

Where do his hands go again? He finds himself thinking as Frea kisses him. With her leaning in so close, it takes him a second to remember. Midback with the right hand and her hand in his left, wasn't it?

He doesn't even know if that's right, but it feels good. That makes it right in it's own way. He begins by moving them slowly. It's been a while since he's done this.

"I read something that made me think of you." That's not surprising. A lot of things do. What is surprising is that he took the time to memorize it.

"When you appear, all the rivers sound. My body melts. Shake the sky, and a song fills the world."