She makes it seem like it is, sometimes. Like her existence is one big ball of fun with her breezy smile and the virtually endless positivity. He knows it's not true, of course, some of work is very physically demanding and emotionally taxing, but she insulates him from a lot of her strife. He's clueless about much of it, but he can only know what Frea is willing to show or tell him.

To be fair, Han represents much of his own existence to her in a way that he thinks will make her worry less. He certainly hasn't gone to great lengths to describe what typically happens to the people who owe money to Jabba. Or the things that can go wrong while you're trying to navigate through an asteroid field.

"I feel like you'd say that to a lot of people." He says with a half of a smile. That he's managed not to step on her feet while they've been moving together and that there hasn't been any complaints on his slow dance, he takes as a good sign.

"Is your harvest completely finished?"